So in my first attempt to try and become a more amiable individual I offered to teach Onion Knight the proper way to cast flare. The judgemental look he gave me was uncalled for! I had no hidden agenda you little wretch, I was only looking out for your best interests!
I also tried assisting Vaan with his head wound; I cast my best curaga on him but he claims he is still suffering mild dizzyness. For some reason he believes that Zidane is making questionable advances towards him. I can't understand it; my magic should've restored him to perfect health!
I was even polite enough to attempt making small talk with Prishe. I asked her what her favourite play was, her response was "Bite me". I asked for her favourite symphony and her respone was "Bite me". I asked if she cared for a flare star to the face. Guess what her response was? Little bitch.
And the one person I thought I could rely on has proven most difficult. I gently took Zidane aside and informed him that I was aware of his secret (though the word is inept considering just how obvious it is!) and he fled from me as though I'd threatened his life! ZIDANE YOU MORON, IF YOU WON'T TRUST ME THEN WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO!?
Re: REAL WOMEN ARE CONTINUING TO SPOUT RANDOM BABBLE
So in my first attempt to try and become a more amiable individual I offered to teach Onion Knight the proper way to cast flare. The judgemental look he gave me was uncalled for! I had no hidden agenda you little wretch, I was only looking out for your best interests!
I also tried assisting Vaan with his head wound; I cast my best curaga on him but he claims he is still suffering mild dizzyness. For some reason he believes that Zidane is making questionable advances towards him. I can't understand it; my magic should've restored him to perfect health!
I was even polite enough to attempt making small talk with Prishe. I asked her what her favourite play was, her response was "Bite me". I asked for her favourite symphony and her respone was "Bite me". I asked if she cared for a flare star to the face. Guess what her response was? Little bitch.
And the one person I thought I could rely on has proven most difficult. I gently took Zidane aside and informed him that I was aware of his secret (though the word is inept considering just how obvious it is!) and he fled from me as though I'd threatened his life! ZIDANE YOU MORON, IF YOU WON'T TRUST ME THEN WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO!?
Oooh... I need a drink.