Archeval finishes up fixing that hem and then, with a dubious stare down at present company, dumps the entire garment over Mingyu's head for the other man to fold and put away. It was his work originally anyhow.
"Getting dumped onto a strange primitive planet with no resources, drugged to the gills, left to fight my own way over miles through hordes of living corpses, only to find myself stranded in a local brothel sewing up dresses and unmentionables for the employees? Boring, surely not, but I suppose it does sound like any old Taungsday," he reflects with a little snort. Did the translator have a blip just now, or does it simply not know what to do with that word? Who knows.
"And what of you, magician?" He picks up another garment, grateful that the pile is at least starting to dwindle. "What will you be going back to when we make it off this rock?"
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Archeval finishes up fixing that hem and then, with a dubious stare down at present company, dumps the entire garment over Mingyu's head for the other man to fold and put away. It was his work originally anyhow.
"Getting dumped onto a strange primitive planet with no resources, drugged to the gills, left to fight my own way over miles through hordes of living corpses, only to find myself stranded in a local brothel sewing up dresses and unmentionables for the employees? Boring, surely not, but I suppose it does sound like any old Taungsday," he reflects with a little snort. Did the translator have a blip just now, or does it simply not know what to do with that word? Who knows.
"And what of you, magician?" He picks up another garment, grateful that the pile is at least starting to dwindle. "What will you be going back to when we make it off this rock?"