You would not be the first. [Ze feels the need to point out, thinking of several high ranking nobility who had presumed him a second-citizen from the provinces upon seeing his ears and tail. A presumption he had been all too happy to allow them to spare himself their wretched opinions... at least up until their disrespect began to rear its ugly head, anyway, prompting him to take action.
In fairness to himself, passive-aggressive pettiness was the better of the two paths he might take and any complaints that resulted could soundly shove themselves so far up the backsides of their makers that they might never see the light of day again.
(That couple had deserved to have the entire wine decanter emptied over their fronts- appearances be damned. Savage, he would accept. Plaything, he would not.)
It was, among many reasons, why he had begun to wander further and further from the palace. Out here, he at least had the illusion of freedom and solitude. Or had.]
Of relation to Zenos, then. [Ze surmises, as readily accepting of the fact that Zenos- or rather, Elidibus in Zenos’ shape- is as much to be his betrothed as anyone else. Certainly no other has approached him to make themselves known as his fiance and he feels that is something that would happen before the wedding were to take place. If for no other reason than out of curiosity.] I can’t see the resemblance.
[Which is, perhaps, a bit rude but also fairly true.]
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In fairness to himself, passive-aggressive pettiness was the better of the two paths he might take and any complaints that resulted could soundly shove themselves so far up the backsides of their makers that they might never see the light of day again.
(That couple had deserved to have the entire wine decanter emptied over their fronts- appearances be damned. Savage, he would accept. Plaything, he would not.)
It was, among many reasons, why he had begun to wander further and further from the palace. Out here, he at least had the illusion of freedom and solitude. Or had.]
Of relation to Zenos, then. [Ze surmises, as readily accepting of the fact that Zenos- or rather, Elidibus in Zenos’ shape- is as much to be his betrothed as anyone else. Certainly no other has approached him to make themselves known as his fiance and he feels that is something that would happen before the wedding were to take place. If for no other reason than out of curiosity.] I can’t see the resemblance.
[Which is, perhaps, a bit rude but also fairly true.]