[ Damn, girl, calm down, we'll find you something more fashionable. Maybe in the 'hood' department? ]
...Well. [ There's no decent reply to that. He definitely could have. ] Yes?
[ Hawke raises an eyebrow and gives her a look, like he can't comprehend why it matters. So there's viscera all over your clothing. You get used to it. Not having some sort of interior fluid and/or tissue on his exterior actually feels odd to Hawke after a few days of constant stabbing. ]
But look! [ That sure is Hawke jabbing Fiona's hat onto his head. For modeling purposes! ] It looks tough. Like you're bad, but just bad enough that someone can change you. You devilish ruffian, you.
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...Well. [ There's no decent reply to that. He definitely could have. ] Yes?
[ Hawke raises an eyebrow and gives her a look, like he can't comprehend why it matters. So there's viscera all over your clothing. You get used to it. Not having some sort of interior fluid and/or tissue on his exterior actually feels odd to Hawke after a few days of constant stabbing. ]
But look! [ That sure is Hawke jabbing Fiona's hat onto his head. For modeling purposes! ] It looks tough. Like you're bad, but just bad enough that someone can change you. You devilish ruffian, you.