Anahid's stuck now, isn't he? He's taken her sarcasm and run away with it. Azatani rules of etiquette (all 8174754, approx., of them) won't let her decline the invitation, not now. Not without coming across remarkably boorish. Right, then. Manners. Propriety. The infuriatingly numerous steps of simple courtesy, no doubt prescribed by someone who never had the misfortune of enduring a whole conversation. Or a man. One of the two.
...
Wait, what did he just say? ]
You think I'm a dull player?
[ If so, this may be the closest he's ever come to actually hurting her feelings. ]
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Anahid's stuck now, isn't he? He's taken her sarcasm and run away with it. Azatani rules of etiquette (all 8174754, approx., of them) won't let her decline the invitation, not now. Not without coming across remarkably boorish. Right, then. Manners. Propriety. The infuriatingly numerous steps of simple courtesy, no doubt prescribed by someone who never had the misfortune of enduring a whole conversation. Or a man. One of the two.
...
Wait, what did he just say? ]
You think I'm a dull player?
[ If so, this may be the closest he's ever come to actually hurting her feelings. ]