[ ah, have a look of surprise at that, jade. she blinks and lets out a "huh". not a mage though? but maybe a mage? he isn't wearing robes and there's no staff.
you know what? she's gonna ask. ]
I assure you, my mouth can keep up with a lot of things. [ hawke, why... ] But, my name is Hawke. Are you a mage?
[He just quirks an eyebrow at the 'mouth' comment. Moving right along...]
My, such an upfront question. [He tweaks at his glasses teasingly.] I actually happen to be a fonist, Miss Hawke. I find it quite offensive that you'd make such an assumption. [His tone doesn't sound very hurt at all, though.]
[ well that's just baffling. how is he offended to be called a mage? sure, mages have their quirks but -- he's a different mage too, isn't he! not a thedosian mage! this guy...
this guy is probably what it's like to talk to her. ]
A fonist. [ it's said flatly and she crosses her arms. ] I have no idea what a fonist is but I apologize for the offense I've caused by mixing up the two. Though you must admit, from an outside perspective -- that did seem quite, well, magical.
[Mages are dumb and wear silly hats and cloaks. Or Jade just likes to be contrary; it's hard to tell for sure.]
Why thank you. [He accepts the 'compliment' with a casual shrug.] I suppose that it's possible that, with that apology, my tender feelings can someday be healed...
Looks can be deceiving. [He goes on, placing his hands in his pockets as hints of sarcasm color his tone.] I might just be an older and wearier man than I appear to be. [A nod.] I'm sure that this coat does wonders.
[...Jade actually cannot tell for sure if she legit believes him or not. So for once he is also wondering if this is how others feel about him. Still, he maintains a casual air of light sarcasm.]
Ah, there's no need for a youngster such as yourself to apologize so profusely. I'm sure that I could have managed another few steps before collapsing. I may be more spry than I appear to be as well.
[ it's probably karmic retribution for both of them ]
It's because of my youth, ser. I try to my respectful to my elders so in instances like this where my ignorance finds me blunder after blunder, I feel quite guilty.
[ . . . ]
But if you would like, I can find you a chair to rest your weary bones. I'm sure all this standing and talking has knocked the wind right out of you.
And today's youth must even have their paths of atonement decided for them... Why don't you got let some more photographers take ridiculous photos of you?
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you know what? she's gonna ask. ]
I assure you, my mouth can keep up with a lot of things. [ hawke, why... ] But, my name is Hawke. Are you a mage?
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My, such an upfront question. [He tweaks at his glasses teasingly.] I actually happen to be a fonist, Miss Hawke. I find it quite offensive that you'd make such an assumption. [His tone doesn't sound very hurt at all, though.]
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this guy is probably what it's like to talk to her. ]
A fonist. [ it's said flatly and she crosses her arms. ] I have no idea what a fonist is but I apologize for the offense I've caused by mixing up the two. Though you must admit, from an outside perspective -- that did seem quite, well, magical.
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Why thank you. [He accepts the 'compliment' with a casual shrug.] I suppose that it's possible that, with that apology, my tender feelings can someday be healed...
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more disbelief here. ]
You... don't look like someone with a tender anything, serah. It might be the coat.
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Ah, no wonder you didn't move to help earlier. Your weary bones must tire so quickly, at an age such as yours. My apologies once again, serah.
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Ah, there's no need for a youngster such as yourself to apologize so profusely. I'm sure that I could have managed another few steps before collapsing. I may be more spry than I appear to be as well.
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It's because of my youth, ser. I try to my respectful to my elders so in instances like this where my ignorance finds me blunder after blunder, I feel quite guilty.
[ . . . ]
But if you would like, I can find you a chair to rest your weary bones. I'm sure all this standing and talking has knocked the wind right out of you.
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It's been a trying ordeal, but I assure you that I will endure. [He says very dryly with a tap at his glasses.]
Perhaps you'll find some other way to atone for your numerous blunders, young lady.
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Do you have any suggestions on how?
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And today's youth must even have their paths of atonement decided for them... Why don't you got let some more photographers take ridiculous photos of you?
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and then just walks off because ridiculous.
SEE YOU LATER, JADE. ]