>>5656744>>5656750>>5656773>>5656775“How’s the fish?” you ask shifting a little closer to the Gerudo woman.
“Mm” she gives you an agreeable sounding grunt.
“Do often get fish where you come from?”
“M-mm” she gives a slight shrug, which you interpret as sometimes.
There is along pause as you scramble for something else to say “How do you like the weather in Hyrule, it must be a lot cooler than they your homeland.”
The Gerudo woman turns her head slightly and gives you a look that says <span class="mu-i">why are you still talking</span>. “Yes. Cooler.”
Her words come out slow and heavily accented, and it occurs to you that this woman might not speak Hylian.
Sucking the grease from the fish off of her fingers the woman then quickly downs the contents of her cup then stands to leave.
“Was nice talking to you,” you say as she walks away.
“Mm,” she grunts one final time.
That could have gone better you think to yourself as you finish the rest of your lunch.
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