[She's like a 13 year old compared to toddlers, ok!!
But hey, he feels her there. He was the one who brought up the whole being immortal thing, but man did he not expect the mortals to be so sensitive about it. Maybe he should have, mortals are goddamn petty and obsess over the most useless things.]
If that's all it is, I suppose there's no need to worry. I am confident you are not wont to fall for something as fickle as charm.
[He offers a little flippantly, before moving along to address the rest. Gesturing with his hands as he talks, albeit a little languid and half-hearted.]
I wish to be candid with you, since you have the perspective to understand: little am I in denial of my state or lot in this world. That is a misconception, nay, rather I well know and am very much familiar with a world that has risen above such heights of technology, for I am a fair talented engineer and scholar.
Well have I lived in a civilization that dwarfs this one in terms of technological and cultural sophistication, and the knowledge I possess—that I have been made privy—comes not so arbitrarily to me. 'Tis born of my eternal nature. Thus when I speak of being an immortal, of my place above these mortals who squabble over the gulf between them and I, know that it is scant under the delusion that my physical form and magical capabilities are different than those here. I speak only of my wisdom—and I do suppose, the chasm that lies between the intrinsic nature of mortals and immortals, but that goes without saying.
[Crossing his arms over his chest again, he shakes his head, offering her that same placid, tired smile.]
As such, little will I stand for mortals attempting to sell me nonsense alluding to them and I being as equals, for we are not. We cannot be—by mere experience alone. Viewed thus, I have more than been reasonable in the face of such absurdity, and would rather put this stultiloquence to rest, if it is all the same to you.
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But hey, he feels her there. He was the one who brought up the whole being immortal thing, but man did he not expect the mortals to be so sensitive about it. Maybe he should have, mortals are goddamn petty and obsess over the most useless things.]
If that's all it is, I suppose there's no need to worry. I am confident you are not wont to fall for something as fickle as charm.
[He offers a little flippantly, before moving along to address the rest. Gesturing with his hands as he talks, albeit a little languid and half-hearted.]
I wish to be candid with you, since you have the perspective to understand: little am I in denial of my state or lot in this world. That is a misconception, nay, rather I well know and am very much familiar with a world that has risen above such heights of technology, for I am a fair talented engineer and scholar.
Well have I lived in a civilization that dwarfs this one in terms of technological and cultural sophistication, and the knowledge I possess—that I have been made privy—comes not so arbitrarily to me. 'Tis born of my eternal nature. Thus when I speak of being an immortal, of my place above these mortals who squabble over the gulf between them and I, know that it is scant under the delusion that my physical form and magical capabilities are different than those here. I speak only of my wisdom—and I do suppose, the chasm that lies between the intrinsic nature of mortals and immortals, but that goes without saying.
[Crossing his arms over his chest again, he shakes his head, offering her that same placid, tired smile.]
As such, little will I stand for mortals attempting to sell me nonsense alluding to them and I being as equals, for we are not. We cannot be—by mere experience alone. Viewed thus, I have more than been reasonable in the face of such absurdity, and would rather put this stultiloquence to rest, if it is all the same to you.