[ Same tone as Savile Row was said in, the word made sense but it doesn't make sense for someone who can just will his leathers into place. ]
I don't know. I'm still learning how to be a person. Vincent gives us rules, or probably guidelines and I ignore Him a lot. I don't know what else I would need.
Tailors. Make clothes. [He gestures at the clothes Kadaj is wearing.]
Ignoring rules is a good start to being a person. People love to do that. Although mostly just the little rules. Uh, don't ignore the big ones. That can result in some pretty serious consequences if you don't know what you're doing.
Another big part of being a person is wanting things, not just needing them. Have you ever tried chocolate?
[ He blinks and then his clothing melts into his skin - giving Norton a view of very pale skin and extremely well-defined muscles - then reforms into his usual black leathers. ] I'm still figuring out clothing.
[ Because Aerith gave him some and he figured out other stuff during the last port. Still, it wasn't as familiar to him to have clothing made outside of his own will. ]
Chocolate, apple tarts, apple stuff, a lot of drinks though Vincent says only taste not get drunk, some Shrooms at port, I like the potato stuff Trevor makes and I want his knives. And to go into the kitchen jail. That looks like fun.
I like sweeter stuff, Yazoo likes more savory stuff. We both agree that rules are okay to a point when they don't make sense.
Oh. [His eyes widen. He wasn't expecting his inmate to abruptly magically strip in front of him and there are a lot of fine muscles there.] That's...not how tailors make clothes.
[He clears his throat and tries to get himself back on track.]
Anyhoo, if you want any of those things, chocolate, apple tarts, knives, fifty-year-old whiskey, whatever, I can get those for you. I might be able to arrange for you to go into the kitchen gaol, although I'd need to know more about what that is. I largely stay away from the kitchen. An awful lot of work happens there and I prefer to avoid that sort of thing and just eat the finished meals in the dining hall.
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Yes, hello. And now that we've said hello, anything you need from me? As a warden. Or even not as a warden, I'm open to all sorts of requests.
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[ Same tone as Savile Row was said in, the word made sense but it doesn't make sense for someone who can just will his leathers into place. ]
I don't know. I'm still learning how to be a person. Vincent gives us rules, or probably guidelines and I ignore Him a lot. I don't know what else I would need.
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Ignoring rules is a good start to being a person. People love to do that. Although mostly just the little rules. Uh, don't ignore the big ones. That can result in some pretty serious consequences if you don't know what you're doing.
Another big part of being a person is wanting things, not just needing them. Have you ever tried chocolate?
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[ Because Aerith gave him some and he figured out other stuff during the last port. Still, it wasn't as familiar to him to have clothing made outside of his own will. ]
Chocolate, apple tarts, apple stuff, a lot of drinks though Vincent says only taste not get drunk, some Shrooms at port, I like the potato stuff Trevor makes and I want his knives. And to go into the kitchen jail. That looks like fun.
I like sweeter stuff, Yazoo likes more savory stuff. We both agree that rules are okay to a point when they don't make sense.
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[He clears his throat and tries to get himself back on track.]
Anyhoo, if you want any of those things, chocolate, apple tarts, knives, fifty-year-old whiskey, whatever, I can get those for you. I might be able to arrange for you to go into the kitchen gaol, although I'd need to know more about what that is. I largely stay away from the kitchen. An awful lot of work happens there and I prefer to avoid that sort of thing and just eat the finished meals in the dining hall.
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[ He's not sure if he wants to do so. Ready made seems perfectly fine to him. Just doesn't last as long. ]
I work in the kitchen. Wen Ning got into it and I wasn't allowed to join him. [ POUTS. How dare. ]
Knives would be nice. I can only carry Souba if I'm practicing or there is a good reason to use her.