[Yeah, he's not making that correction now. Think of it as... Aspirational.]
What's a Star Wars?
[He couldn't tell if it was her colloquial way of terming his upcoming GOD WAR, which surely had a parallel of some kind, but if it was then Ishaq liked it quite a lot.]
What's a mummies? What's a jazz, and why is there all of it? I'm understanding about three out of four words you're saying, I thought we were speaking the same Common.
[He snapped his fingers, his dark eyes widening with renewed enthusiasm. The clouding torment writ across his face faded before the usual sunshine he typically embodied.
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What's a Star Wars?
[He couldn't tell if it was her colloquial way of terming his upcoming GOD WAR, which surely had a parallel of some kind, but if it was then Ishaq liked it quite a lot.]
What's a mummies? What's a jazz, and why is there all of it? I'm understanding about three out of four words you're saying, I thought we were speaking the same Common.
[He snapped his fingers, his dark eyes widening with renewed enthusiasm. The clouding torment writ across his face faded before the usual sunshine he typically embodied.
Ishaq cast Comprehend Languages.]
Okay, okay. Continue.
[He said but with like, a Jersey accent now.]