[luckily he's quite good at recovering his ego, it manages to damage him at all. there have been worse things said to him, and worse things said about him, and those had all cut far more deeply. this was nothing in comparison. this is simple to brush off, if he notices the cut at all.
he looks at her, quirking his lips, still wide-eyed. his face is covered with lipstick. he says, in and incredulous, scholarly tone, glancing about as she laughs at him.]
There are no Fire Giants! And they're not running after us! That is doing well!
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he looks at her, quirking his lips, still wide-eyed. his face is covered with lipstick. he says, in and incredulous, scholarly tone, glancing about as she laughs at him.]
There are no Fire Giants! And they're not running after us! That is doing well!