Tal squinted at the masked god uncertainly, suspicious that he was being made fun of - okay, certain of it - but pretty sure he didn't want to look a gift-Ludo (or a Ludo-gift) in the mouth.
That seemed like a great way to lose an eyeball. Or worse.
"I'm leth thqui--squishy," he tried again, wincing as his tongue protested, "than I wath but... okay, yeah, you've got a point." The courier deflated a little at how far he had to go, but he figured he knew exactly who he could ask for help and perked up. "I'll figure out the other thtuff ath I go. Thankth, Ludo!"
Maybe he could find one of those iced drinks with the little umbrellas to soothe his tongue before he got to work...
~Fin!~
That seemed like a great way to lose an eyeball. Or worse.
"I'm leth thqui--squishy," he tried again, wincing as his tongue protested, "than I wath but... okay, yeah, you've got a point." The courier deflated a little at how far he had to go, but he figured he knew exactly who he could ask for help and perked up. "I'll figure out the other thtuff ath I go. Thankth, Ludo!"
Maybe he could find one of those iced drinks with the little umbrellas to soothe his tongue before he got to work...
~Fin!~
