titles and names aside, it's a peculiar sentiment to have his estimations echoed in tune. it isn't that mort doubts his own worth (because... quite frankly, it was difficult to when he considered himself far superior to those he's fought in the past), but from the idea that no one normally got within bounds of speaking with him so candidly. he supposed that's why these types of establishments were frequented by humans...
there's a small nod of consideration as he seems to ponder over his words. thankfully, it's shylock's well-timed instruction that keeps him to task.
it's clear he does his best to memorize. while any sort of combat kind of fell into place with him. the act of making a drink, while not difficult per say, was different enough that it causes him some pause. he's careful in his movements.
first, he takes the shaker as instructed. stares at it. second too long, before he adds in the rest of the ingredients. there's def. a lot of tequila that went into there, but listen... he the shakes it as instructed, before pouring it into the glass. he waits in what might be anticipation? ]
Is this "enough"? [ he probably should have asked before he put this monstrosity together, but listen. ]
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titles and names aside, it's a peculiar sentiment to have his estimations echoed in tune. it isn't that mort doubts his own worth (because... quite frankly, it was difficult to when he considered himself far superior to those he's fought in the past), but from the idea that no one normally got within bounds of speaking with him so candidly. he supposed that's why these types of establishments were frequented by humans...
there's a small nod of consideration as he seems to ponder over his words. thankfully, it's shylock's well-timed instruction that keeps him to task.
it's clear he does his best to memorize. while any sort of combat kind of fell into place with him. the act of making a drink, while not difficult per say, was different enough that it causes him some pause. he's careful in his movements.
first, he takes the shaker as instructed. stares at it. second too long, before he adds in the rest of the ingredients. there's def. a lot of tequila that went into there, but listen... he the shakes it as instructed, before pouring it into the glass. he waits in what might be anticipation? ]
Is this "enough"? [ he probably should have asked before he put this monstrosity together, but listen. ]