"There is hardly anything 'fussy' about having standards." He protests in a much louder than he might usually speak. Is it because he feels so passionately about resisting the remark or...?
A few in the restaurant glance in their direction. Emet-Selch ignores them.
Another drink comes and goes. When he was younger and would partake in reveling through the streets of Amaurot, such a paltry amount would mean the night has barely begun. Now, the world spins when he turns his head and his natural glare seems to have subsided. Maybe he still appears loud and grumpy but a discerning eye could tell that he seems happier.
"In fact, be it far from me to ignore our homes lofty standards. In order to adhere to such," He puts a hand dramatically to his chest. "I shall submit to you the paperwork for my cubus creation. The requisite paperwork can be drawn up by morning so that you may approve it with your own hand." He begins to consume a (somewhat smaller) drink. "Of course, you will need your own office for such important endeavors."
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A few in the restaurant glance in their direction. Emet-Selch ignores them.
Another drink comes and goes. When he was younger and would partake in reveling through the streets of Amaurot, such a paltry amount would mean the night has barely begun. Now, the world spins when he turns his head and his natural glare seems to have subsided. Maybe he still appears loud and grumpy but a discerning eye could tell that he seems happier.
"In fact, be it far from me to ignore our homes lofty standards. In order to adhere to such," He puts a hand dramatically to his chest. "I shall submit to you the paperwork for my cubus creation. The requisite paperwork can be drawn up by morning so that you may approve it with your own hand." He begins to consume a (somewhat smaller) drink. "Of course, you will need your own office for such important endeavors."