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Hokum was definitely an intelligent creature to know a trick like that. Most likely he had picked it up for survival, if Jojin hadn't taught it to him herself, which Ermina found hard to imagine. Maybe they'd spent some time in the water together? Wouldn't there be a problem with other crocolisks? Crocoliskes? Crocolis? What is the plural of crocolisk?
The mental loop nearly trapped the poor hovering thing so much so that she almost missed Liika's response. "Oh! Witty!" She beamed with some amusement. It was a joke right? Or maybe not... Her current party seemed to be made up of seasoned warriors for the most part. Did they joke? Even Jojin's sense of humor leaned more toward the practical, such as indicated by Hokum's revealed tricks.
It occurred to her that her new orc friend had not replied. Garrus did seem like the strong silent type... Wait, wait... Lula would physically rub her temples trying to assimilate her wayward thought bits into a complete picture of sorts. Something was wrong with her stream of consciousness. She'd have to do this manually it seemed. How tedious. Garrus.... Did... Seem.... Strong, silent type... Certainly it wasn't the articles was it? The... was right, although she could have 'a' just as well.
Letting out a mildly frustrated sigh, the fairy would start her mental audit all over again. Garrus... Did... Oh! Her large, water-colored eyes would widen as a flame of understanding flickered to life! Not Garrus, Duras! His name was Duras! Now how had she forgotten that? Well... actually, most likely in the same way that she had once forgotten that moss indicated the north side of an object. She'd been lost for 12 hours that day...
Anyhow, she simply must remedy her mistake. Even at his order to stay behind, she couldn't help fluttering to the mouth of the cave at least to call after the male, "Please forgive me Duras! I did not mean to mistake your name! I'm quite simple unfortunately!" She'd turn to her only remaining group member with a vexed expression, "Liika, you don't he's terribly upset do you?"
The mental loop nearly trapped the poor hovering thing so much so that she almost missed Liika's response. "Oh! Witty!" She beamed with some amusement. It was a joke right? Or maybe not... Her current party seemed to be made up of seasoned warriors for the most part. Did they joke? Even Jojin's sense of humor leaned more toward the practical, such as indicated by Hokum's revealed tricks.
It occurred to her that her new orc friend had not replied. Garrus did seem like the strong silent type... Wait, wait... Lula would physically rub her temples trying to assimilate her wayward thought bits into a complete picture of sorts. Something was wrong with her stream of consciousness. She'd have to do this manually it seemed. How tedious. Garrus.... Did... Seem.... Strong, silent type... Certainly it wasn't the articles was it? The... was right, although she could have 'a' just as well.
Letting out a mildly frustrated sigh, the fairy would start her mental audit all over again. Garrus... Did... Oh! Her large, water-colored eyes would widen as a flame of understanding flickered to life! Not Garrus, Duras! His name was Duras! Now how had she forgotten that? Well... actually, most likely in the same way that she had once forgotten that moss indicated the north side of an object. She'd been lost for 12 hours that day...
Anyhow, she simply must remedy her mistake. Even at his order to stay behind, she couldn't help fluttering to the mouth of the cave at least to call after the male, "Please forgive me Duras! I did not mean to mistake your name! I'm quite simple unfortunately!" She'd turn to her only remaining group member with a vexed expression, "Liika, you don't he's terribly upset do you?"
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