>>5337305“Degenerateborn?” the Novice hisses. “What are you doing here?”
You stare at her, fission bleary, balance off-kilter so that the world-below seems to spin and rotate on some unknown axis. You brace against the cave-wall for balance. You only had three drinks, Gods damnit! But, well, alcohol is simply not the forte of the Reptilian Master Race, and you have come to suspect another active inebriant in this wine…
“Are you okay?” the Serpent Priestess asks, after a moment, seemingly genuinely concerned.
How do you respond?
>You are fine, but her concern is appreciated. You’re going to go now.>What does she fucking care, anyway? She, who made your childhood miserable, who mocks and belittles you constantly?!>Would she… Maybe hold you, just until you can get your head right, and sober up? You… Think you’d like to be held.>Ask her something else—something you normally wouldn’t [what?]>Compliment her fat ass and thicc tail>Vomit and pass out without further comment 