[ beowulf's arm gets an idle pat where fig's hand has secured it into the crook of an elbow. he has given up on trying to actually link their arms... it's like trying go string a piece of thread and a chainlink together. ]
Is that right? You're a big somebody where you're from?
[ fig's tone is mild, but had he his normal ears right now they'd be perking up. back home, he made a habit of laying low, so associating with someone who has a reputation feels wholly against his nature, but fig doesn't know if he'll be able to find an easy chump like this again. who else would he throw into any more oncoming obstacles?
speaking of... his watch beeps once, making him frown. he has learned nothing good can come from the thing, and so he ignores it. ]
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Is that right? You're a big somebody where you're from?
[ fig's tone is mild, but had he his normal ears right now they'd be perking up. back home, he made a habit of laying low, so associating with someone who has a reputation feels wholly against his nature, but fig doesn't know if he'll be able to find an easy chump like this again. who else would he throw into any more oncoming obstacles?
speaking of... his watch beeps once, making him frown. he has learned nothing good can come from the thing, and so he ignores it. ]