ABASI
Well, the mood had definitely slapped to the ground like a wet pancake (very ancient Egyptian metaphor); Abasi nearly cringed as Loren's hands left him and went to push through his hair, the picture of an uncomfortable man.
"You know...there a lot of customs and traditions here that would be deeply offensive to me, if I was not willing to learn and accept new things." He pointed out, looking over the dancing people, the way they twirled and jumped about happily; so alien from his old life. "The way the dead are treated, the strange matter of your Gods, the way people speak..." Abasi shook his head, sighing before he looked back to Loren.
"It is only natural that Outlanders from different places would have different moral beliefs and traditions, isn't it?" Maybe harping on this was a bad idea, maybe it was best to just let it be, but Abasi found himself a little defensive, uncomfortable himself in a way he wasn't quite sure how to recognise.
"You know...there a lot of customs and traditions here that would be deeply offensive to me, if I was not willing to learn and accept new things." He pointed out, looking over the dancing people, the way they twirled and jumped about happily; so alien from his old life. "The way the dead are treated, the strange matter of your Gods, the way people speak..." Abasi shook his head, sighing before he looked back to Loren.
"It is only natural that Outlanders from different places would have different moral beliefs and traditions, isn't it?" Maybe harping on this was a bad idea, maybe it was best to just let it be, but Abasi found himself a little defensive, uncomfortable himself in a way he wasn't quite sure how to recognise.
Hear me, what words just can't convey
Feel me, don't let the sun in your heart decay
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