nostalgiabomb: (094)
Peter Quill ([personal profile] nostalgiabomb) wrote 2019-09-24 05:27 am (UTC)

[ His expression turns sour. ]

Sounds about right for fae.

[ They were tricky bastards at the best of times, even when one managed to catch them in a charitable mood.

He takes another slow pull from his tankard – he's trying to take his time, because even if he had mentioned he was trying to get a nice buzz on, he'd also rather not risk tipping too far in the wrong direction. They have work to do in the morning, after all. ]


Can I...

[ An awkward pause, then he presses on carefully, ]

Can I ask how you lost your mother?

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