>>6316852The Chytree’s eyes flicker ominously. “Not much to tell: one of the pests I dispatched was a highborn in <span class="mu-s">CHUUTRA-LEY</span>. I won’t bother telling you what family spit him out.”
“Try me!” Shouts the Durher!
“<span class="mu-b">VRIISKITTI.</span>”
The Durher blinks. “... I have no idea who that family is.”
Neither do <span class="mu-i">you!</span>
“I'm <span class="mu-i">speechless</span>.” Oti grumbles as if every word you spoke stung him like a hot needle, “But <span class="mu-i">I</span> do, and because of their influence I was forced to… relocate.”
You nod, but Toppel isn’t convinced! “Pull the other one!” She protests, shaking her head like a fuzzy maraca, “You expect me to believe that you’re being <span class="mu-i">hunted</span>? And yet you’re scurrying around with this… this <span class="mu-i">anomaly!?</span>”
You’ve been called worse!
“I <span class="mu-i">do</span>.” The Chytree chirps as his eyes dim, “Family grudges die hard in Chytree High Society… but they <span class="mu-i">do</span> die.” The briefest of flickers forms in his eye. “Word is that the Vriiskitti Patriarch has breathed his last, meaning I have some…” A dull chitter leaves whatever counts as Chytree lips, “‘Free Time’ until they decide how to come after me again.”
His gaze falls upon his galpal. “Which is why I can’t be seen with you. Or stay with you. Or have you fawning over me.” Clapping his claws together, Oti turns his attention back your way. “Impressive, Anton. Your sorcery managed to unseal years of my private life. I trust that was sufficient?”
“W-wait…” Toppel interrupts with emotion slowly staining her expression, “W-we’re b-both fugitives now, so-”
“All the same, we’d be too large of a target if seen together.” Shrugs the sorcerer as if he were declining a fresh-baked brownie. “Upsetting, but it’s the way things are, I’m afraid.”
The Chytree doesn’t flinch when the Durher presses her body against his and buries her face into his chest! He’s acting… remarkably blase about this whole situation… and he didn’t seem very preoccupied when you first ran into him and Salty Suutz! Does this story go any deeper? For that matter, will he share any more?
What do?
>Share your objective thoughts!>Poke at Oti! He’s gotta like SOMEthing about Toppel, right?>Grill Toppel! What does she like about Oti, exactly?>Dive deeper: What else can Oti tell you about his situation?>Stay objective! What does a ‘relationship’ look like to them, exactly?>Psychology: they both have issues socializing, don’t they?>Hand them the reins! Say something to each other… no hurt feelings!>Prescription Time! Tell them what they MUST DO… because your SORCERY commands it! oOOoOoH!>Write-In! 