While Neville isn't exactly reminding him of anyone in particular, his level of pathetic is on par with Lynera, that's for sure.
Well, no. That's an insult to this guy, at least he's brave enough to confront Lanque to his face, instead of the backstabbing, gossipy hoofbeastshit she pulls. In that respect, Lanque has to commend him, even if this whole thing is ridiculous.]
Pathetic. I doubt he's really worth the trouble.
[As he says this, he takes the ball from his salandit, who lets out a grumble of a complaint, folding his arms over his little lizard chest as he glowers at Neville.
Inspecting the ball with a flat expression, he then looks to Neville—tossing him the ball. Much to his Salandit's dismay.]
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While Neville isn't exactly reminding him of anyone in particular, his level of pathetic is on par with Lynera, that's for sure.
Well, no. That's an insult to this guy, at least he's brave enough to confront Lanque to his face, instead of the backstabbing, gossipy hoofbeastshit she pulls. In that respect, Lanque has to commend him, even if this whole thing is ridiculous.]
Pathetic. I doubt he's really worth the trouble.
[As he says this, he takes the ball from his salandit, who lets out a grumble of a complaint, folding his arms over his little lizard chest as he glowers at Neville.
Inspecting the ball with a flat expression, he then looks to Neville—tossing him the ball. Much to his Salandit's dismay.]
Next time, don't be such a fucking idiot.