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TheDarkLady
Severia reluctantly turned from Avada to address Chaucer. He was much more interesting anyway. "Well, if I might say so, I don't find one being shallow as much of a fault. One must think highly of onesself if anyone else is to do the same."
"Oh! So you do understand, that's a relief! Yes, the one bright side about living a life on the shore rather than at the bottom of the sea is that there are so few things to distract one. It is much easier to get to know the whole of someone like myself than others who may harbor qualities contrary to those they exhibit. It's true! It makes friendship difficult at best, tedious at worst!" Chaucer sipped as elegantly as he could from the goblet and shut his eyes, trying to grab the flavour of the juice. It was his practice for when he eventually was of legal age to drink wine, as it seemed clear (to himself) that he would become a renowned conoisseur.
"Art is quite the comrade, you know? We're quite tight and just met - that's the beauty of our kind!"