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"Well, from what I have heard they can be rather violent. Perhaps they would like it." He shrugged and chuckled, this easy to talk about when he had no real intention of fighting anybody, to the death or no. Bastien noticed Zariah's disgusted expression, how she seemed offended by his smiles and jokes. Ah, a serious person, his least favourite type. But he would not let his distaste show on his face, keeping a careful smile. Perhaps with enough work he could crack her hard shell, let just a little bit of a smile appear. A little hint of happiness. "Two young children! Do you not think they might enjoy playing with the paints and the clay? I would not mind if you wanted to bring them over. You would not have to be a member of the guild." He offered, unsure if Zariah would let her children do anything quite as fun as art. "What family are you the head of, anyway? I was not aware there were families so large they had heads here." Bastien Push back, push back, push back, With every word and every breath. What god doesn't give to you, You've got to go and get for yourself.