I could care less what stick she's got up her craw. As long as she doesn't try to get a mob on me or ruin my name worse than the mud it already is, we're good and I can stick to growling at her from a distance. I'd rather not getting a pissing match with one of the only alchemists in this damned joint.
[filtered]
[She grunts and shifts in her seat.]
I could care less what stick she's got up her craw. As long as she doesn't try to get a mob on me or ruin my name worse than the mud it already is, we're good and I can stick to growling at her from a distance. I'd rather not getting a pissing match with one of the only alchemists in this damned joint.