There are others who could have filled the role just as well. Yet you chose to go out of your way to aid us.
Mayhap your disgust for me and mine is not as prominent as you seem so keen on presenting. Regardless, you did us a favor, whatever your actual reasons for such may be.
[The phrasing is making his stomach turn with unease, so much so that the implication of that final sentence is a welcome relief. He thinks about mentioning that there are others there supposedly with them, but the mental gymnastics that might result in are already too frustrating to think about.
So, as a weak backup, he just tries to deflect.]
dont go reading into it elf
dont waste any of that either
spirits know if this damn supply warning counts for food
this isnt a trek im going to make for kinds like you if stakes become so dire
[There's a notable pause as Estinien thinks on what he could say back. He could antagonize him a bit for calling him an elf, and trying to further deflect, which is pretty obvious.
But perhaps his curiosity it getting the better of him instead.]
Scant am I a fool to waste such valuable resources. 'Tis not the first I have had to survive in such horrid conditions. Scarce do I think it will be the last.
Whilst we are speaking, you should elaborate to me your hatred of my kind. Prejudice is scantly new to me, however, I feel yours runs far deeper than the typical sort. I would know why you hold such contempt for me and mine beyond your previous feeble claims, when we have done naught to ail you. Particularly when you spout such bloody nonsense, but then your actions betray you.
[Of course, someone could say the same to him about robots, but he sees them entirely different than living people, so!!]
[It's complicated and touchy territory, for starters, and he's not about to give Estinien anything remotely personal to possibly hit him with later.]
besides
its rare to find anyone who doesnt view your kind as low
a downcast eye by the gods to start which wouldnt condemn one as a whole
but when a race still stubbornly remains uneducated unwilling and otherwise unable to perform with the rest of society over generations then there are only so many places their kind can end up
yours just happens to be the walls of a slave ward the garb of a servant or the backway streets for those too desperate for the touch of sex
You make it my business by spewing your putrid nonsense at me. If you wish for me not to pry, then perhaps you should learn better self control.
[To the rest, however, he lets out an amused snort.]
The elves you speak of then are not like us Elezen. We are a cultured, educated, and powerful race, and while there are those born to the lower class, 'tis Elezen who rule in Ishgard, and have done so for over a thousand years. Hyur—or humans as I have learned others call them—tend to be of the lower classes, though some do rise to nobility through noble acts. Regardless, they are never truly treated as equal.
Should I as well see you as naught more than a dweller of the brume, then? Base such assumptions upon you because you are round of ear, and small in stature?
Then do not make your own personal issues my business by forcing me to play part in them. I am not of these elves you speak of, so treat me not as one. Whilst we may share the same ear shape, little do we resemble each other besides. You are no more a Roegadyn for your shared rounded ears, after all.
The questions were rhetorical. We are of different worlds, of different societies, and whilst you may have sound reason for hating these elves from your world, I scant have aught to do with it. 'Tis folly for you to spurn a possible ally merely because you are unwilling to tell the difference.
Then why contact me if you truly wish to have naught to do with me and mine? You claim 'tis House's request to supply us with food, but I scarce find that a legitimate reason. Surely you knew others would, and yet.
let yourself be skeptical if you really wish because ive already goddamn told you my reason
if someone else finds it before you then good riddance
its not my business anymore
[Aaaaaand hanging up. He doesn't want to think about this right now. Not ever, if he could help it. He should have to explain himself, shouldn't have to have some sort of change of heart that the Elezen seems to be fishing for.
But it's still true enough. He could have very easily left the task on someone else. He couldn't claim ignorance, not after that little gay lord's accident of a post. He hadn't lied about the most important part in the matter of starvation.
But he shouldn't even care in the first place. That's just how it had to work. That's how it always worked.
...
He really, really doesn't want to think about this. Too bad it's already knocking far too loud in his head to ignore outright.
voice;
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even scum shouldnt be bound to starvation
speak to doctor house if you want to drip thanks for generosity
i was an available body and nothing else
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Mayhap your disgust for me and mine is not as prominent as you seem so keen on presenting. Regardless, you did us a favor, whatever your actual reasons for such may be.
no subject
So, as a weak backup, he just tries to deflect.]
dont go reading into it elf
dont waste any of that either
spirits know if this damn supply warning counts for food
this isnt a trek im going to make for kinds like you if stakes become so dire
no subject
But perhaps his curiosity it getting the better of him instead.]
Scant am I a fool to waste such valuable resources. 'Tis not the first I have had to survive in such horrid conditions. Scarce do I think it will be the last.
Whilst we are speaking, you should elaborate to me your hatred of my kind. Prejudice is scantly new to me, however, I feel yours runs far deeper than the typical sort. I would know why you hold such contempt for me and mine beyond your previous feeble claims, when we have done naught to ail you. Particularly when you spout such bloody nonsense, but then your actions betray you.
[Of course, someone could say the same to him about robots, but he sees them entirely different than living people, so!!]
no subject
[It's complicated and touchy territory, for starters, and he's not about to give Estinien anything remotely personal to possibly hit him with later.]
besides
its rare to find anyone who doesnt view your kind as low
a downcast eye by the gods to start which wouldnt condemn one as a whole
but when a race still stubbornly remains uneducated unwilling and otherwise unable to perform with the rest of society over generations then there are only so many places their kind can end up
yours just happens to be the walls of a slave ward the garb of a servant or the backway streets for those too desperate for the touch of sex
no subject
[To the rest, however, he lets out an amused snort.]
The elves you speak of then are not like us Elezen. We are a cultured, educated, and powerful race, and while there are those born to the lower class, 'tis Elezen who rule in Ishgard, and have done so for over a thousand years. Hyur—or humans as I have learned others call them—tend to be of the lower classes, though some do rise to nobility through noble acts. Regardless, they are never truly treated as equal.
Should I as well see you as naught more than a dweller of the brume, then? Base such assumptions upon you because you are round of ear, and small in stature?
no subject
dont go speaking as though you have so much credit
[A pause, then:]
i dont see what importance there is in asking when my opinion will not change what still exists before you
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The questions were rhetorical. We are of different worlds, of different societies, and whilst you may have sound reason for hating these elves from your world, I scant have aught to do with it. 'Tis folly for you to spurn a possible ally merely because you are unwilling to tell the difference.
no subject
i am not forcing you to do anything and i want nothing to do with the lot of you regardless of where you come from or what you call yourself
making demands of my views will not change that
no subject
no subject
if someone else finds it before you then good riddance
its not my business anymore
[Aaaaaand hanging up. He doesn't want to think about this right now. Not ever, if he could help it. He should have to explain himself, shouldn't have to have some sort of change of heart that the Elezen seems to be fishing for.
But it's still true enough. He could have very easily left the task on someone else. He couldn't claim ignorance, not after that little gay lord's accident of a post. He hadn't lied about the most important part in the matter of starvation.
But he shouldn't even care in the first place. That's just how it had to work. That's how it always worked.
...
He really, really doesn't want to think about this. Too bad it's already knocking far too loud in his head to ignore outright.
Goddammit.]