It was hard to tell if L’aire was turning green behind the costume make up on her face… but she probably was. “Oh I totally believe you Degnar. Although I’ve heard a lot of things taste like chicken.” Try not to vomit. The Fairest grinned as kindly as she could. But she also wasn't about to judge him for his way of life. Considering he could just ask and someone would probably help him in the Freehold. At least she thought as much.
Way to ruin chicken for me. And I like my meat.
“Not spoken to them by choice?” The Dancer craned her neck slightly out of curiosity. “Some I can’t blame you for.” She whispered quickly through her teeth. Her first thought of people to avoid was Terra.