No one talks to God like this. Well, okay: back home, no one talks to God like this without adding a hurried respectfully, Lord at the end of whatever exasperated thing they've just said. Here a lot of people talk to him however they please, which is honestly a little refreshing, and this is still the first time he's had a guy invite himself to the table and tell him he's being an idiot.
There is the briefest moment in which he looks genuinely impressed. Then it breaks to amusement, and something assessing just beneath.
"What kind of frog?" he asks, smiling. "A rubber one? One of the colorful little jungle ones that can drop an elephant? I need to set the scene, here."
no subject
No one talks to God like this. Well, okay: back home, no one talks to God like this without adding a hurried respectfully, Lord at the end of whatever exasperated thing they've just said. Here a lot of people talk to him however they please, which is honestly a little refreshing, and this is still the first time he's had a guy invite himself to the table and tell him he's being an idiot.
There is the briefest moment in which he looks genuinely impressed. Then it breaks to amusement, and something assessing just beneath.
"What kind of frog?" he asks, smiling. "A rubber one? One of the colorful little jungle ones that can drop an elephant? I need to set the scene, here."