KORBIN
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
That blushed and bloomed,
He didn't take the bait. Boring. The prospect of becoming friends with anyone outside his home seemed remote, so Korbin nodded sagely, content to banter over something that problably wouldn't happen.
"When you least expect it," he confirmed, the smirk lazy and not entirely serious. "Retaliation is of course always an option. But mind you, it's quite the binding contract... once licked, there's no backing out again." He sounded dead serious, and only the glitter in his gaze suggested that he might not be. But then... who really knew?
"And everything can be seen as inclusive, if you pick the right angle," Korbin countered. "It's all a matter of perspective, I suppose. Once you fly high enough, it's very difficult to make out details." And that was his way of trying to close the subject. Or shift focus elsewhere.
Arguing things like these was better done over a drink in the depth of LongNight.
"When you least expect it," he confirmed, the smirk lazy and not entirely serious. "Retaliation is of course always an option. But mind you, it's quite the binding contract... once licked, there's no backing out again." He sounded dead serious, and only the glitter in his gaze suggested that he might not be. But then... who really knew?
"And everything can be seen as inclusive, if you pick the right angle," Korbin countered. "It's all a matter of perspective, I suppose. Once you fly high enough, it's very difficult to make out details." And that was his way of trying to close the subject. Or shift focus elsewhere.
Arguing things like these was better done over a drink in the depth of LongNight.
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
Of the old time entombed.
