Boreal chuffed happily, pouncing towards the curls of shadow with playful glee and sugar on her snout. Were churros safe for dragons to eat? To be fair her digestion seemed to handle most things with the sort of ease and panache a human could only dream of, so Tal figured it was probably fine.
It left the courier to cringe (happily?) as the god he had the most complicated relationship with showed up. The churros were accepted with similar gusto to the dragon's and Tal relaxed a fraction as they disappeared... into? under? through?? the mask, relieved that his offering had been accepted. The god's observation was undeniable and the courier's nose wrinkled in thought before he nodded. "Well... yeah, fair enough," he agreed cautiously.
Cautious, because he knew what came next. And while the list started strong - he could find plenty of things to stab - half of the tasks that were listed had him biting his lip against the groan if dismay that threatened to escape.
"Myself? Twice?" he double-checked, because that seemed like the sort of thing one should be awfully certain about before undertaking. Especially given the fact that his Dagger was covered in the very poison he was trying to strengthen. "Uh... like... how hard do I gotta... do th'stabbin'?"
It left the courier to cringe (happily?) as the god he had the most complicated relationship with showed up. The churros were accepted with similar gusto to the dragon's and Tal relaxed a fraction as they disappeared... into? under? through?? the mask, relieved that his offering had been accepted. The god's observation was undeniable and the courier's nose wrinkled in thought before he nodded. "Well... yeah, fair enough," he agreed cautiously.
Cautious, because he knew what came next. And while the list started strong - he could find plenty of things to stab - half of the tasks that were listed had him biting his lip against the groan if dismay that threatened to escape.
"Myself? Twice?" he double-checked, because that seemed like the sort of thing one should be awfully certain about before undertaking. Especially given the fact that his Dagger was covered in the very poison he was trying to strengthen. "Uh... like... how hard do I gotta... do th'stabbin'?"
