He gave a mock frown. “Ya be hurtin’ my feelin’s.”

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“Jus’ ignore me.” he mumbled into the sheets. “An’ go back t’whatever ya were doin’.”

“Besides. That isn’t anyway to greet a friend.” And with that she flopped her sopping wet body on top of him, wrapping her arms around him as best she could.

For all his grumbling, it would appear that he didn’t currently have the strength to just push her off.

He weakly tried to wave a pinned down hand, with little success. “Why so angry anyway. Ya could’ve jus’ been continuin’ wit’ ya bath.” 

Fah’kiri huffed, stalking over and grabbing the towel that had been supplied and started to dry herself off

“What I be doin?” He asked, exhausted, and with little patience for games. “Or don’ be tellin’ me, and be lettin’ me sleep.  I be havin’ a headache.”

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“Jus’ ignore me.” he mumbled into the sheets. “An’ go back t’whatever ya were doin’.”

“Besides. That isn’t anyway to greet a friend.” And with that she flopped her sopping wet body on top of him, wrapping her arms around him as best she could.

For all his grumbling, it would appear that he didn’t currently have the strength to just push her off.

He weakly tried to wave a pinned down hand, with little success. “Why so angry anyway. Ya could’ve jus’ been continuin’ wit’ ya bath.” 

Fah’kiri huffs out a laugh. “You really wanna know? Alright.” She looks him over thoughtfully. “Well looks wise you’re not bad. Little scrawny, but you look healthy. Smell’s another thing entirely, but maybe if you laid off the booze every once in awhile that might help. Tusk ya got left’s not huge but it isn’t exactly tiny either. An’ ya be pretty tall. Mm… 7 out of 10 yeah?”

A one, two 2′s, and 2 5′s. She frowned and looked over at him. “Mmm… Whadda you say about us getting this done faster, mm? We roll, don’t look at the dice, and guess. Has to be 3 and above, one number. Whoever’s closest wins.”

He rolled, leaving his hand on the cup but not looking at the dice.

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“Jus’ ignore me.” he mumbled into the sheets. “An’ go back t’whatever ya were doin’.”

“Besides. That isn’t anyway to greet a friend.” And with that she flopped her sopping wet body on top of him, wrapping her arms around him as best she could.

For all his grumbling, it would appear that he didn’t currently have the strength to just push her off.

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“Jus’ ignore me.” he mumbled into the sheets. “An’ go back t’whatever ya were doin’.”

“Besides. That isn’t anyway to greet a friend.” And with that she flopped her sopping wet body on top of him, wrapping her arms around him as best she could.

“Ya still gonna go back an’ be givin’ money to da innkeeper?”

Taz'ji reached over in an attempt to gently jab her side. “Ya had fun. Admit it.”

At his prodding, she skewed her lips to the side for a long moment before smiling. “Maybe just a little.”

Fah’kiri huffs out a laugh. “You really wanna know? Alright.” She looks him over thoughtfully. “Well looks wise you’re not bad. Little scrawny, but you look healthy. Smell’s another thing entirely, but maybe if you laid off the booze every once in awhile that might help. Tusk ya got left’s not huge but it isn’t exactly tiny either. An’ ya be pretty tall. Mm… 7 out of 10 yeah?”

A one, two 2′s, and 2 5′s. She frowned and looked over at him. “Mmm… Whadda you say about us getting this done faster, mm? We roll, don’t look at the dice, and guess. Has to be 3 and above, one number. Whoever’s closest wins.”

He rolled, leaving his hand on the cup but not looking at the dice.

Fah’kiri huffs out a laugh. “You really wanna know? Alright.” She looks him over thoughtfully. “Well looks wise you’re not bad. Little scrawny, but you look healthy. Smell’s another thing entirely, but maybe if you laid off the booze every once in awhile that might help. Tusk ya got left’s not huge but it isn’t exactly tiny either. An’ ya be pretty tall. Mm… 7 out of 10 yeah?”

“I be fine. I be excellent. I also be very, very drunk.” He rolled a 1, 3, 5, and two 6′s. “Too fast.”

“Three twos.”

“An…ah…four 2′s.” 

“Three 3′s.”

He grinned happily, leaning back to wait for the verdict. 

“Ya still gonna go back an’ be givin’ money to da innkeeper?”