If he’s to be hauled around like a sack of rice, he may as well try to get something out of the situation. Zandik goes limp like a scruffed cat, sighing deep as he’s scolded like some—some something! Fingers run through his hair the moment he’s set down, a half-assed attempt to look presentable.
𝑨𝑳𝑯𝑨𝑰𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑴.@ideal-circumstance.bsky.social · 2mo ago"These insults have been in disuse for ages. You are lucky there's few people that could understand them, or you'd be in a pickle." He put him down once they reached the street, though, no need to drag the act longer than needed. He even smoothed the few wrinkles he left on his robe. »
