Dirk gave the head a little bit of a kick. Not too much, dude didn't exactly want to get goblin all over what little he had in the way of clothes here, but a bit of a kick. The head didn't move.
(Normally he wouldn't bother, but come the fuck on, given how games work there was a decent chance the head would transform and they'd be busy with round two.)
"So it seems. We make for a pretty good team, Lalonde." He moved to offer a fis- no, he caught himself in time. Instead, he eyed her critically before taking out a potion and silently offering it to her with a slight nod of his head. Her call, it's there if she wants it, she can pay him back in potions sooner or later.
I'll write you goddamn sonnets if that's what you need.
(Normally he wouldn't bother, but come the fuck on, given how games work there was a decent chance the head would transform and they'd be busy with round two.)
"So it seems. We make for a pretty good team, Lalonde." He moved to offer a fis- no, he caught himself in time. Instead, he eyed her critically before taking out a potion and silently offering it to her with a slight nod of his head. Her call, it's there if she wants it, she can pay him back in potions sooner or later.