"perhaps there's potential in you." @studiodrafts (as midna) manifests as if from thin air. the words are offered casually, almost offhandedly, despite their weight. g'raha remains unperturbed, hands on his hips. his tail gives a lazy, thoughtful sway as he considers her statement.
"perhaps?" he lifts a brow. "a devastating choice of wording. now i'm left wondering whether i'm hovering just above complete disappointment, or only a few heroic deeds away from earning a more confident endorsement." a chuckle. "though, in fairness, 'potential' is a marked improvement over some of the things i've been called." he begins counting on his fingers. "reckless. stubborn. incorrigibly curious. chronically incapable of leaving well enough alone." another finger. "far too willing to sacrifice himse—-" his hand drops. "no, wait. not that one." the response comes a touch too quickly.
he clears his throat then. "in any case. if your verdict is that there may, perhaps, be something worthwhile in me yet, i'll accept it with all due humility and grace." his smile grows. "...after a period of unbearable self-satisfaction, naturally." a pause. the expression softens at the edges. "though i think it's the perhaps that will trouble me most... i suspect i'll spend the rest of the evening curious about what exactly you saw."
