[Qilby is not, in fact, up to faking gratitude. He hasn't been up to faking much of anything, and blessedly, he hasn't had to the past few months - with only ferns and shrubbery to keep him company, he can voice every wild thought he's ever had. It's just not satisfying when only the ferns hear him.]
[He brings himself back to his feet, delicately wiping off his dirty hand on his pants, and breathes once - deep, but impossibly stiff. Just as stiffly, he grinds out, in Draconic that he knows Val likely won't understand:] Then you shouldn't have come back, jackass. [Ask him, and he'll say he just needs to gather the presence of mind to speak in their common language again. To say anything else would require admitting that he didn't want Val to leave, that he's happy he's back.]
[He's feeling a little more light-hearted a few seconds later, but he doesn't sound much happier when he says - and this time in their common language, albeit with his usual accent:] Tell me you at least found something interesting out there. Maybe I'll forgive you for not bringing me a souvenir.
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Date: 2019-07-09 05:14 pm (UTC)[He brings himself back to his feet, delicately wiping off his dirty hand on his pants, and breathes once - deep, but impossibly stiff. Just as stiffly, he grinds out, in Draconic that he knows Val likely won't understand:] Then you shouldn't have come back, jackass. [Ask him, and he'll say he just needs to gather the presence of mind to speak in their common language again. To say anything else would require admitting that he didn't want Val to leave, that he's happy he's back.]
[He's feeling a little more light-hearted a few seconds later, but he doesn't sound much happier when he says - and this time in their common language, albeit with his usual accent:] Tell me you at least found something interesting out there. Maybe I'll forgive you for not bringing me a souvenir.