[ The Qunari is kind of hard to miss, though Squall has to double-take and make sure it's not a stray GF that somehow ended up on the loose. Definitely too sentient, too mouthy -at least by Squall's standards. Otherwise, he doesn't flinch at the question, his eyebrows only rising a fraction before his face returns to neutral, but his hand curls as though ready to reach for a weapon in case the big guy decides to get too aggressive.
Considering the amalgam of creatures gathered at the last world he'd been spirited off to, he's starting to become oddly desensitized to strange happenings. Now, the only answer he seeks is what more does he have to do to get home from this world? His quest to find an answer to that is currently unhelpfully impeded by a talking, hulking mass of flesh.
( Does he really expect an answer to that question? Maybe this guy will finally move out of the way if I say something. )
His sigh is almost audible before he finally speaks- ]
a hall divided;
Considering the amalgam of creatures gathered at the last world he'd been spirited off to, he's starting to become oddly desensitized to strange happenings. Now, the only answer he seeks is what more does he have to do to get home from this world? His quest to find an answer to that is currently unhelpfully impeded by a talking, hulking mass of flesh.
( Does he really expect an answer to that question? Maybe this guy will finally move out of the way if I say something. )
His sigh is almost audible before he finally speaks- ]
Impressed by what?