KORBIN
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
That blushed and bloomed,
Whether his point actually went home or not was difficult to say. Jigano stopped pressing the issue at least, and it was enough that Korbin's shoulders came down a bit, the growing tension - like a porcupine puffing up its quills - easing a fraction. Or at least not growing further, which was almost the same thing in this case.
"Advice on what?" he asked, warily. "I'd say he didn't learn his own lesson very well, then. Or maybe he thinks he's less annoying than you were." A barb, a quip aimed at the dragon with some precision - but it was without any real bite, more a testing of the waters. To see if there was any return, or if his type of humor was lost on this person too, as it apparently was on Loren.
"Advice on what?" he asked, warily. "I'd say he didn't learn his own lesson very well, then. Or maybe he thinks he's less annoying than you were." A barb, a quip aimed at the dragon with some precision - but it was without any real bite, more a testing of the waters. To see if there was any return, or if his type of humor was lost on this person too, as it apparently was on Loren.
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
Of the old time entombed.
