Abasi
You tell me what you want and I'll tell you what you get
"A home.." Abasi repeatedly softly, frowning. The idea seemed so bizarre. He already had a home. It was one of the bigger houses in the nice part of his city, with hanging tapestries and a shelf full of books. He had spent a long time collecting them and scrolls from travellers and merchants, was proud of his collection.
To make a home here, in this kind of place?
It felt alien.
She seemed to not have much patience for him, and as stubborn and rude as Abasi was, he knew when he was outmatched. Nodding, he took a step back. "Alright. I will do what you say. Thank you."
