[ Ouch. Full name. Not Molly and not Molls. The tiefling curls up a bit more, just watching as Fjord leaves. Once the door closes, he stays were he is, feeling like he's been gutted.
When Fjord arrives at the main hall, everyone's having dinner. Including one silent and tired-looking tiefling, leaning against Yasha. He hadn't touched his food and isn't participating in the chatter, instead just sitting there and sometimes rubbing the shell on his horn.
Noticing Fjord, he stands up to leave, but Yasha's hand pulls him back again. The Nein quiets down and everyone looks somewhat awkward or confused.
'Oh for fuck's sake, kiss and make up already!' Beau suddenly snaps, glaring at them both. ]
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When Fjord arrives at the main hall, everyone's having dinner. Including one silent and tired-looking tiefling, leaning against Yasha. He hadn't touched his food and isn't participating in the chatter, instead just sitting there and sometimes rubbing the shell on his horn.
Noticing Fjord, he stands up to leave, but Yasha's hand pulls him back again. The Nein quiets down and everyone looks somewhat awkward or confused.
'Oh for fuck's sake, kiss and make up already!' Beau suddenly snaps, glaring at them both. ]