[ Tatara chuckles quietly at that. Is he right, then? He's right, right? ]
What kind of job did you have where you came from?
[ He shifts, bracelets clinking quietly, earring glinting softly in the light of the dining hall. His necklace is visible beneath the undone buttons of his shirt—he may not act like it, but this is someone who's lived at the fringes of society, too. ]
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What kind of job did you have where you came from?
[ He shifts, bracelets clinking quietly, earring glinting softly in the light of the dining hall. His necklace is visible beneath the undone buttons of his shirt—he may not act like it, but this is someone who's lived at the fringes of society, too. ]
You can be honest with me.