How very thoughtful.
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Mostly IC, RP account for FFXIV's Y'shtola Rhul Muse 23(?) Mun 30+ MDNI Muse is a fictional character and not a reflection, visually or personality wise, of the mun. Please do not use muse name as my ooc nickname.
How very thoughtful.
Ah, now I know the reason for all the flowers outside my door this morn.
I'm sure.
I can see why I was encouraged to take a break from research.
Roar.
Fair, honestly. As is your right.
Indeed!
A simple nod and a flick of her ears.
"It's doing wonders; well, I may not be feeling my best, however I certainly feel better.
A victorious smile.
"That I am."
The list is too long to recount here, I assure you.
She continues to stare at him, as if to say "Well?"
One of the few who have been, and for that, I deeply appreciate you.
Trust me, every scrap of sanity you can hold onto in these trying times is well worth it.
Mmnn...I suppose this is true - mine thanks for the tea, as always.
"ShitshitshitshitWhereisheshitshitshitshit!"
"...'Tis safe to assume we're ignoring that, yes?"
"Naturally."
Quite honestly, I do not think you want to know.
...I would hope they all are better skilled at courting than this...
Several Warriors of Light are acting the fool today, t'would seem.
The longest. Stare.
"Nejiro Obake, that is a lie and you *know* it." She takes a slow sip, ears flicked back.
"My thanks again....I assure you normally I am better about my health."
That was probably a lie.
She hums in agreement, as she gets cozy in the floof.
Is...
Is she purring?
"That would have been the ideal course of action, yes." Y'shtola nodded, holding back another sneeze.
She tries to hide a snotty sniffle as much as possible.
"Yes, Mepu?" She asks, as if nothing else is wrong.
Flatterer.
"Perish the thought! Whatever would we do without me babysitting the lot of you, indeed."
She gives a sniffly chuckle.
[She's flicking her tail, giving him a 'don't you dare' look]
....Pray, forgive me, for not being hip with my fellow /youths/.
"Oh? What would you like to know? I shall do my best to answer."
She tries so, so hard to not sneeze. Alas, she cannot hold it in.
"That would be...nice. I must admit. My thanks, as always for your generosity."
[Mumbles something as she shuffles off to bed.]