[They glance down at the creature at their side, then up at the...human who's located them. There's not much one can do to recover from this.]
[Stupid. Of course this...they belong to someone. They're someone else's companion. Friend. Whatever. To think - ]
Is that so? [Trying to keep their tone locked into one of haughty skepticism is growing less tenable. Their control of the situation appears to be rapidly dwindling, not that it was ever all that cemented in the first place.]
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[Stupid. Of course this...they belong to someone. They're someone else's companion. Friend. Whatever. To think - ]
Is that so? [Trying to keep their tone locked into one of haughty skepticism is growing less tenable. Their control of the situation appears to be rapidly dwindling, not that it was ever all that cemented in the first place.]