[Welcome to Constantin Duty, Vasco! He's being good right now, so that's something, right? He's just making faces about face paint, which no one has taken issue with yet, so! It's fine.
He offers Vasco a nod and a brief smile before he looks back at the passing locals again; he likes Nauts, which should count for something. What a cool and dashing job! Although he wouldn't be able to stomach getting the tattoos, either. Pros, cons.]
Oh— hours, give or take. Imagine! I was minding my own business, and then... [He wiggles his fingers, which probably means Squid Time, and shrugs.] Not the most pleasant shore to wash up upon, is it? Quite a nasty little welcome, despite their... efforts.
[There can be only so many polite people in robes hanging around, calling him friend and welcoming him before he gets antsy, he knows that now. And it was cold and damp! Horrid!]
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He offers Vasco a nod and a brief smile before he looks back at the passing locals again; he likes Nauts, which should count for something. What a cool and dashing job! Although he wouldn't be able to stomach getting the tattoos, either. Pros, cons.]
Oh— hours, give or take. Imagine! I was minding my own business, and then... [He wiggles his fingers, which probably means Squid Time, and shrugs.] Not the most pleasant shore to wash up upon, is it? Quite a nasty little welcome, despite their... efforts.
[There can be only so many polite people in robes hanging around, calling him friend and welcoming him before he gets antsy, he knows that now. And it was cold and damp! Horrid!]