Tusk-cat? Ain't ever heard of that before. [ And never heard of Naboo, though to be fair he's never heard of Faerun either, and she's probably never heard of the peninsula.
He nods to agree with her statement. ] Hell yeah! Ain't no point lookin' back an' whinin' 'bout what happened or what coulda been. Gotta keep goin' or you jus' gonna go stale.
[ He ponders his arm to her question. ]
Livin', I think. If they get ripped off, they hurt somethin' fierce an' grow back, but they don't hurt if broken open, if that make sense. [ He reaches up to squeeze a round rock on his shoulder until it crumbles under his strength, breaking a small hole open to reveal a citrine geode inside, the orange glittering in the sun. ] That won't close up, but if I rip the rest of it off, it'll bleed and heal after a short bit.
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He nods to agree with her statement. ] Hell yeah! Ain't no point lookin' back an' whinin' 'bout what happened or what coulda been. Gotta keep goin' or you jus' gonna go stale.
[ He ponders his arm to her question. ]
Livin', I think. If they get ripped off, they hurt somethin' fierce an' grow back, but they don't hurt if broken open, if that make sense. [ He reaches up to squeeze a round rock on his shoulder until it crumbles under his strength, breaking a small hole open to reveal a citrine geode inside, the orange glittering in the sun. ] That won't close up, but if I rip the rest of it off, it'll bleed and heal after a short bit.