[Sooooo...it's been a week or so since the two of them had That Conversation with one another. In all honesty it's left Tataru...bothered. Not enough to actually go and seek Emet out to bitch at him but enough that she's found herself thinking about the man more often than she would. Can she stop herself from meddling or reaching out? Not really. In all honesty she's worried for him, even if he had been extremely dismissive of her.
Perhaps she should've expected it though. She hadn't wanted to judge him on the people he belonged to, but it's par for the course for a Garlean to see a Lalafell as so inconsequential and meaningless in the grand scheme of things. Does it hurt? A bit, but it's nothing she hasn't heard before.]
Hullo Emet-Selch! I hope you've been keeping well. I've made you a batch of dangerously dark chocolate muffins, you see. You're sure to enjoy them.
[Because they're dangerously dark, like your soul. Or something to that degree.]
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Perhaps she should've expected it though. She hadn't wanted to judge him on the people he belonged to, but it's par for the course for a Garlean to see a Lalafell as so inconsequential and meaningless in the grand scheme of things. Does it hurt? A bit, but it's nothing she hasn't heard before.]
Hullo Emet-Selch! I hope you've been keeping well. I've made you a batch of dangerously dark chocolate muffins, you see. You're sure to enjoy them.
[Because they're dangerously dark, like your soul. Or something to that degree.]