[Tavros turns a little browner in the cheeks, and he's not sure what to say to that.]
i KNOW, sHE, dEFINITELY IS, bUT i GUESS THAT SAYS SOMETHING ABOUT ME, mAYBE, iN SOME WAY, tHAT ONLY CRAZY GIRL TROLLS WANT TO, uH, eNTER INTO MATESPRITSHIP WITH ME, i THINK THAT, mY FOUR-WHEELED DEVICE MAY ALSO, iN SOME WAY, hAVE HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT,
[Dave levers himself up on his elbows and looks down at Tav, frowning through his shades. He just looks at the troll for a long moment, apparently appraising him, then shakes his head and flops back down.]
[Tavros tries to turn his head to the side, except horns, so he can't. So instead it's his gaze that slides sideways, and he does that stupid giggle again, looking bashful.]
i WILL, pRETTY MUCH DEFINITELY BE KEEPING IN MIND, tHAT YOU ARE THE ONE WITH THE, uH, sWEET HOOK-UPS, wHEN IT COMES TO, uH, mATESPRITSHIP, hAHA,
i SUPPOSE IF ONE IS INTO, uM, rAINBOW DRINKERS, aS A MATTER OF PERSONAL PREFERENCE IT, cREEPS ME OUT, bUT i ALSO HAVE A STRONG DESIRE TO, iN MOST WAYS, kEEP MY BLOOD FROM EXITING MY BODY,
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