[Wow, there might be something to this flushed stuff, after all. Dualscar withdraws his hand, smiling with an edge of smugness to it, and signals to the server so they can order.
He likes that look on Darkleer's face, the way the tips of his ears are turning blue. He's not sure he can imagine showing such vulnerability, especially in front of someone he doesn't know very well yet, but it's endearing that he actually managed to produce such a response in the other troll. Maybe he is figuring this stuff out, after all.
The server arrives and he orders his stew and then sips his wine as he waits for Darkleer to do the same with his salad before speaking again.]
So tell me, Darkleer... about your sons.
[A nice, non-ominous start to a conversation, right?]
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[Wow, there might be something to this flushed stuff, after all. Dualscar withdraws his hand, smiling with an edge of smugness to it, and signals to the server so they can order.
He likes that look on Darkleer's face, the way the tips of his ears are turning blue. He's not sure he can imagine showing such vulnerability, especially in front of someone he doesn't know very well yet, but it's endearing that he actually managed to produce such a response in the other troll. Maybe he is figuring this stuff out, after all.
The server arrives and he orders his stew and then sips his wine as he waits for Darkleer to do the same with his salad before speaking again.]
So tell me, Darkleer... about your sons.
[A nice, non-ominous start to a conversation, right?]