[Oleander continues to look at him pointedly, like, indeed: adjust to what? To being homeless and tired? Good luck.
Then he faux-gasps and leans back a little, hand over his chest, so affronted.]
Rude. [lol. lmao even. he waves his hand.] I was given to the Temple as a baby. I stayed on for my own reasons, when I was old enough to have any.
[He holds up an arm and flicks one of his bangles, making it spin for a second. There are many, but three of them are visibly A Set in gold, hence,] Third Envoy, which means nothing at all to you, so you can be content with the knowledge that I am, among other things, a religious scholar. Quite so.
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Then he faux-gasps and leans back a little, hand over his chest, so affronted.]
Rude. [lol. lmao even. he waves his hand.] I was given to the Temple as a baby. I stayed on for my own reasons, when I was old enough to have any.
[He holds up an arm and flicks one of his bangles, making it spin for a second. There are many, but three of them are visibly A Set in gold, hence,] Third Envoy, which means nothing at all to you, so you can be content with the knowledge that I am, among other things, a religious scholar. Quite so.