[ The elf breathes in and out a few times. He pushes back his hair as he finds his calm. All that venom has nowhere to go. Swallowing thickly, he finds the red flickering just outside his vision fading until everything is as it should be. ]
I do wonder if one has the capability of saving me. But you would rather we save ourselves, right?
[The bottle grinds against the surface of wood until it's plucked up between his knuckles. Greed clacks his nails against the side of the neck, grinding the tips in as he listens.]
Save yourselves? No, not really. Like I just said: I'm always a fan of the underdog, Yaha.
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[ The elf breathes in and out a few times. He pushes back his hair as he finds his calm. All that venom has nowhere to go. Swallowing thickly, he finds the red flickering just outside his vision fading until everything is as it should be. ]
I do wonder if one has the capability of saving me. But you would rather we save ourselves, right?
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Save yourselves? No, not really. Like I just said: I'm always a fan of the underdog, Yaha.
What is it you really want from me here?
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[ Then he won't have to take responsibility for himself. ]