[Ah. It is Break's favorite judgmental tween viking warlord. His alarmingly bright eye turns to Lucius, faintly disgusted.]
Do I really seem like a classically simple guy to you? I must not be putting enough things where they don't belong, of late.
[If the boy has ever wondered whether Break genuinely thinks it looks good to do things like combine polka dots with checks or if he is well aware of his own fashion sins and commits them completely on purpose, here is the answer.
The answer is yes. To both options. Break is well aware he commits fashion sins and he does it because he likes them.]
Well, I suppose it's to be expected, with how rotten things have been. How is one supposed to have energy for anything fun when the world keeps sending man-eating giant snakes after you and stealing your kids? [Break shrugs carelessly, grabs a teapot that happens to be meandering by, and proceeds to go rummaging around in it for -- baubles, evidently. After a moment's investigation, he pours a string of pearls out of the spout, letting them clink into a teacup.] It's fine. Miss Ange's looking after me now, so I'll be right as rain soon enough.
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Do I really seem like a classically simple guy to you? I must not be putting enough things where they don't belong, of late.
[If the boy has ever wondered whether Break genuinely thinks it looks good to do things like combine polka dots with checks or if he is well aware of his own fashion sins and commits them completely on purpose, here is the answer.
The answer is yes. To both options. Break is well aware he commits fashion sins and he does it because he likes them.]
Well, I suppose it's to be expected, with how rotten things have been. How is one supposed to have energy for anything fun when the world keeps sending man-eating giant snakes after you and stealing your kids? [Break shrugs carelessly, grabs a teapot that happens to be meandering by, and proceeds to go rummaging around in it for -- baubles, evidently. After a moment's investigation, he pours a string of pearls out of the spout, letting them clink into a teacup.] It's fine. Miss Ange's looking after me now, so I'll be right as rain soon enough.