( Oh! They look towards Yasha, surprised she's ladling out the drink for them, and then gives her a little bow as a thank you.
They like Yasha; she's quiet and tall and from what they've seen, she fights well. But she's kind, too. It's something that, all in all, they can respect.
They stare contemplatively at the little dish, and then take a cautious sip. It gives them a full-body shiver; whatever they're tasting in there, they're not entirely sure if they like it or not.
...
They stare at the dish for another long moment, and then drink the rest. Doubts gone, apparently.
They look at Yasha, and then at the sake barrel. Then they scrawl something in the ground.
want some ?
She poured them some! It's only fair they pour her some, too. ]
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They like Yasha; she's quiet and tall and from what they've seen, she fights well. But she's kind, too. It's something that, all in all, they can respect.
They stare contemplatively at the little dish, and then take a cautious sip. It gives them a full-body shiver; whatever they're tasting in there, they're not entirely sure if they like it or not.
...
They stare at the dish for another long moment, and then drink the rest. Doubts gone, apparently.
They look at Yasha, and then at the sake barrel. Then they scrawl something in the ground.
want some ?
She poured them some! It's only fair they pour her some, too. ]