[He goes on for another moment or two, something about oxidization of the copper creating the rainbow patina on the stones she's given him, but he relents before too long. Only when he winds down does he realize they're still hugging, and laughs at himself. He pets her hair once, gently, in an almost paternal gesture, then lets go in favor of sitting beside her.]
Well, they'd taste like copper, which tastes like blood. Someone might enjoy that flavor, but probably not either of us.
Wouldn't taste like my blood. ( which is a totally normal thing to say. ) Mine tastes like sap. It's also gold and a lot thicker than normal people's, but that comes with the territory of weird fey shit, I guess.
[He blinks at her, then smiles faintly. She's so odd, but in a charming way.] I've no desire to taste your blood, either, dear, but that's interesting to know. Deep gnomes tend to have darker blood than our surface cousins for whatever reason, but it's still, as far as I know, much the same flavor.
[Might have to ask Astarion for a confirmation of that. Which he is absolutely never going to do.]
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Date: 2024-12-30 05:41 am (UTC)Well, they'd taste like copper, which tastes like blood. Someone might enjoy that flavor, but probably not either of us.
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Date: 2025-01-03 11:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-01-12 03:44 pm (UTC)[Might have to ask Astarion for a confirmation of that. Which he is absolutely never going to do.]