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I'd much rather hang out with all kinds of people than fight monsters I can't even talk to. After all, there is nothing more complex and interesting than "people" in this world.
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What?
[ The thought dies immediately as Gregor continues, and the polite expression just becomes one of pure bafflement. He almost feels like he misheard, because that doesn’t even make sense. Does it? ]
Sorry, I— [ ??? ] I wasn’t expecting that. You’re being serious, aren’t you?
[ It’s practically a rhetorical question, though. It’s not really like Gregor to joke around, uh. At all, really? That’s more Hugo’s thing between the two of them, but even so, it wasn’t exactly this. ]
No, don’t answer that. Of course you are. But… No wonder, I guess. I thought New Eridu could be quite brutal at times, but it seems like your city one-ups it easily.
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[which also says something about the way things are in the city, if they get enough fuel to run the thing off of being attacked.
his fingers run through his vines, shoving them back behind an ear.]
Nobody can help what they've gotta do to survive in circumstances like this, either. I can't judge anyone for that-- a colleague of mine's a blood drinker too, y'know. Kept it under wraps for a long time before we found out. I've never thought any less of her for what she is.