[You know that dark, cold feeling that comes, knowing you've said the very thing your wife does not want to hear? Like when your answer is "not as much as it did yesterday" to the question "does this make me look fat?"]
Oh, don't -- don't be like that. I didn't mean --
[Ah! He leaps back, grabbing his towel before it drops, and Moglad swoops in to peer at her. Ah! Lady Himeka, kupo! My utmost apologies! Your current form is... kupoo.... magnificent! Yes!
Godsdammit, Moglad. Perhaps he's been teaching him too well. Or too badly. Jaskier is definitely rubbing off on the moogle.]
Yes, what he said. You look wonderful. I just -- you know, I imagined you a little bigger as a dragon, but -- ah, now you're compact! It's very, er, tidy. [He shakes his head, a flush going across his cheeks. A rare event, indeed, but this is. Actually embarrassing.] No, no! It's. [Magnificent! Moglad repeats.] Your scales shine ever brighter than the stars. Even then sun cannot hope to meet your gleam. You're like a pearl. A wiggling, floating pearl. H-hooow can I understand you right now, actually? You're saying. Not-words. But they're words. [He waves a hand.] Nevermind, that isn't important. What's important is... well, you've chosen the perfect size for grapes to be an endless feast. Which you are as ever entitled to, my lady.
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Oh, don't -- don't be like that. I didn't mean --
[Ah! He leaps back, grabbing his towel before it drops, and Moglad swoops in to peer at her. Ah! Lady Himeka, kupo! My utmost apologies! Your current form is... kupoo.... magnificent! Yes!
Godsdammit, Moglad. Perhaps he's been teaching him too well. Or too badly. Jaskier is definitely rubbing off on the moogle.]
Yes, what he said. You look wonderful. I just -- you know, I imagined you a little bigger as a dragon, but -- ah, now you're compact! It's very, er, tidy. [He shakes his head, a flush going across his cheeks. A rare event, indeed, but this is. Actually embarrassing.] No, no! It's. [Magnificent! Moglad repeats.] Your scales shine ever brighter than the stars. Even then sun cannot hope to meet your gleam. You're like a pearl. A wiggling, floating pearl. H-hooow can I understand you right now, actually? You're saying. Not-words. But they're words. [He waves a hand.] Nevermind, that isn't important. What's important is... well, you've chosen the perfect size for grapes to be an endless feast. Which you are as ever entitled to, my lady.