[ She accepts the flask with a grateful nod, taking a deep sip of it--pausing for a moment and shaking her head at the sudden rush of alcohol. Then she takes another, and passes it back to Zevran. ]
Thank you. And don't worry, I am thinking of myself. I have no desire to be lectured by them, even if I deserve it, after I took a turn making an ass of myself. I want to avoid it for as long as possible. That's not even getting into the lecture I'd get from my mother. Maybe I could just fake my own death.
Something really impressive. Saving an entire orphanage from a blight troll with nothing but my bow and arrow. While it was on fire. That would be pretty impressive.
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Date: 2016-04-28 04:36 am (UTC)Thank you. And don't worry, I am thinking of myself. I have no desire to be lectured by them, even if I deserve it, after I took a turn making an ass of myself. I want to avoid it for as long as possible. That's not even getting into the lecture I'd get from my mother. Maybe I could just fake my own death.
Something really impressive. Saving an entire orphanage from a blight troll with nothing but my bow and arrow. While it was on fire. That would be pretty impressive.