[Why that face?! She was so sure he would love hearing about dog clothing! The clear disapproval, the cold glare-- It's too much, she needs to look away from him for a moment.]
I'd never dream of owning a dog or any pet just so they'd entertain me, come on! You're making it sound like I'd run some pathetically cruel dog circus.
[Maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration. But his tone, what he's saying, it's not the best and it doesn't sit well with her. She bites her tongue and avoids snapping back, even as her shawl gets whipped by the wind and she visibly shivers.
She could keep things lighthearted. Say she could bring the dog to her studio, it could be her personal assistant in dressmaking-- Eustace would only get mad though even joking about this. Ugh.]
You know I don't just make offers without putting at least some thought into what I'm saying, right? My studio has rooms in the back and a space outside too. I'd take regular breaks to walk it, feed it, show it love. [...] But hey, maybe you're already thinking that I'll have the poor thing performing tricks for my customers.
[She was in a perfectly fine mood until now. Who knew dog clothes would end up causing such a hassle? Korwa draws her legs up onto the bench, frost flaking from her heels as she covers herself from the chill of the wind.]
oh no not the puppy eyes... im weak
I'd never dream of owning a dog or any pet just so they'd entertain me, come on! You're making it sound like I'd run some pathetically cruel dog circus.
[Maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration. But his tone, what he's saying, it's not the best and it doesn't sit well with her. She bites her tongue and avoids snapping back, even as her shawl gets whipped by the wind and she visibly shivers.
She could keep things lighthearted. Say she could bring the dog to her studio, it could be her personal assistant in dressmaking-- Eustace would only get mad though even joking about this. Ugh.]
You know I don't just make offers without putting at least some thought into what I'm saying, right? My studio has rooms in the back and a space outside too. I'd take regular breaks to walk it, feed it, show it love. [...] But hey, maybe you're already thinking that I'll have the poor thing performing tricks for my customers.
[She was in a perfectly fine mood until now. Who knew dog clothes would end up causing such a hassle? Korwa draws her legs up onto the bench, frost flaking from her heels as she covers herself from the chill of the wind.]