[The Empress' brow furrows deeply. He's only confirming what she already knew and putting it into perspective. The tyrian continues to pull off pieces to nibble on as she rolls the knowledge over in her head. Her Kingdom in ruins, her great beast dead and buried at the bottom of the sea.
Very sobering thoughts, despite the fact that thinking about it makes her stomach turn and tie in knots. She takes a moment to rest the fork on the table in order to fold her hands again.]
What of it?
[The snapper lays momentarily forgotten. Nothing quite like failure to kill one's appetite.]
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Very sobering thoughts, despite the fact that thinking about it makes her stomach turn and tie in knots. She takes a moment to rest the fork on the table in order to fold her hands again.]
What of it?
[The snapper lays momentarily forgotten. Nothing quite like failure to kill one's appetite.]