Monster? Ruth made a noise, his brows rose all the way and he couldn’t help but laugh at Revas’s words. “Sure, Gramps.” Not the knight, surely. Though it niggled at his curiosity enough that he’d maybe remember it later. He was a nosy shit, but since Revas had begun hanging around Megara, Ruth was just strictly keeping an eye on it for Nairn’s sake. It was what he told himself anyway.
Despite his body swaying, pitching dangerously from one direction to another, Ruth maintained his balance. He waved off the offer, even as his stomach lurched when realising gravity had shifted. “I can walk…. Can do more than walk, but it’s you,” a pitiful sigh fell, “would’ve gotten laid if it wasn’t for you fucking losers, but nooo.” He’d follow after the man, head swivelling as he began to piece together where they now were. It was a place in the Home tree where he hadn’t been, so unfamiliar he didn’t have the foresight to shield himself from the summoned deluge.
At first he remained frozen, the shock immobilising him both body and mind in the moment. Disbelief at the audacity had him shriek, surging back to his feet in a wild jumble of limbs. “What. The fuck. Is wrong with you?” he seethed, nerves shot with the freezing temperature that he began to shake. “Evil nannies, both you and the Stoner. Can't a free man just enjoy himself?”
He couldn’t sit, not with his layers now plastered to him like a second skin. “Ugh! There are easier, less hypothermic ways to get me naked you know!” Fingers fumbled over buttons, slipping a few times with the added moisture it took him longer than necessary to rid himself of the top layer. Suddenly he straightened again, sucking in a breath through his nose, “You and those idiots have ruined my high. I paid good money for that.” While lyrium wasn’t impossible to come by it wasn’t cheap either. “Why the fuck would I want that?”
Despite his body swaying, pitching dangerously from one direction to another, Ruth maintained his balance. He waved off the offer, even as his stomach lurched when realising gravity had shifted. “I can walk…. Can do more than walk, but it’s you,” a pitiful sigh fell, “would’ve gotten laid if it wasn’t for you fucking losers, but nooo.” He’d follow after the man, head swivelling as he began to piece together where they now were. It was a place in the Home tree where he hadn’t been, so unfamiliar he didn’t have the foresight to shield himself from the summoned deluge.
At first he remained frozen, the shock immobilising him both body and mind in the moment. Disbelief at the audacity had him shriek, surging back to his feet in a wild jumble of limbs. “What. The fuck. Is wrong with you?” he seethed, nerves shot with the freezing temperature that he began to shake. “Evil nannies, both you and the Stoner. Can't a free man just enjoy himself?”
He couldn’t sit, not with his layers now plastered to him like a second skin. “Ugh! There are easier, less hypothermic ways to get me naked you know!” Fingers fumbled over buttons, slipping a few times with the added moisture it took him longer than necessary to rid himself of the top layer. Suddenly he straightened again, sucking in a breath through his nose, “You and those idiots have ruined my high. I paid good money for that.” While lyrium wasn’t impossible to come by it wasn’t cheap either. “Why the fuck would I want that?”
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