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Ardyn Izunia (
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2020-04-13 05:13 pm (UTC)
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Ardyn notices the look of annoyance as he accepts the offered hand.
"Oh dear, was it something I said?"
Once he's up he leans to one side, right against Soldat as he steadies himself on his feet.
"But far be it for me to turn down a-- mocha, was it?"
He pats Soldat's shoulder.
"Oh! It
is
made with espresso here, I trust? And not some strange forest brew that will give us antlers..."
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"Oh dear, was it something I said?"
Once he's up he leans to one side, right against Soldat as he steadies himself on his feet.
"But far be it for me to turn down a-- mocha, was it?"
He pats Soldat's shoulder.
"Oh! It is made with espresso here, I trust? And not some strange forest brew that will give us antlers..."