[A part of him wants to protest about how dismissive alcohol drinking seems to make the situation. But honestly? To hell with it. A nip or two can take the edge off, enough that if he yells, it's softly instead of with a hoarse throat.
So after a moment, he raises one of the jars like a hooligan and drinks from the lip of it rather than pour it in something more manageable. And then he pushes it somewhat out of reach of his long fingers, thinking he's finished.]
Are you trying to imply what happened would have been fine if not for those things?! A-Ling shouldn't be anywhere but in this land! A house attempted to devour you both!
Well, yes, it did, but it took some time for us to know that--!
[he nudges the jar toward jiang cheng once more, feigning a drink from his own.]
First, we only thought there were the monsters to deal with... every week, someone was transformed into one, and they would kill, and we never even knew who it was going to be-- it was terrifying, you know? Knowing that one was always hiding among us...
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So after a moment, he raises one of the jars like a hooligan and drinks from the lip of it rather than pour it in something more manageable. And then he pushes it somewhat out of reach of his long fingers, thinking he's finished.]
Are you trying to imply what happened would have been fine if not for those things?! A-Ling shouldn't be anywhere but in this land! A house attempted to devour you both!
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[he nudges the jar toward jiang cheng once more, feigning a drink from his own.]
First, we only thought there were the monsters to deal with... every week, someone was transformed into one, and they would kill, and we never even knew who it was going to be-- it was terrifying, you know? Knowing that one was always hiding among us...
[he shudders, shaking his head.]