[He struggles to find the words, partly because it's so difficult to describe, but also because every inch of his throat continues to burn, raw. He tastes— is that copper?
He shakes his head a bit, blinking the threat of tears from his eyes. She hadn't minced words— it was not her way, of course— but still.]
Quite something, that's for certain. I'm still standing, so that's perhaps better than you might have expected. I think I will have some of that cheese, though.
[He's just going to help himself to breaking off a piece, maybe it will do something for that blasted burn.]
Unsurprisingly, your people are made of sterner stuff.
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[He struggles to find the words, partly because it's so difficult to describe, but also because every inch of his throat continues to burn, raw. He tastes— is that copper?
He shakes his head a bit, blinking the threat of tears from his eyes. She hadn't minced words— it was not her way, of course— but still.]
Quite something, that's for certain. I'm still standing, so that's perhaps better than you might have expected. I think I will have some of that cheese, though.
[He's just going to help himself to breaking off a piece, maybe it will do something for that blasted burn.]
Unsurprisingly, your people are made of sterner stuff.