Noctisardor Bypass Passing Through

Fleetscut had misspoken, or pronounced something wrong. He hadn't meant wives who loved torture, but truthfully he was gleefully surprised. It was interpreted so very wrongly and he didn't care, he got some sick enjoyment out of it. It was strange, and why not let the other think he was strange. There wasn't anything wrong with a little bit of fun, and besides he didn't really want to try to explain his way of talking. Because that was what it came down to was it not the fact that his accent butchered most words. Oh well.

Fleetscut smiled Well youse knaw. Diffe'ent Strokes fir diffe'ent fokes. Nevah bin aroun' slaves meself, but well I know others dat were. An' innit a capdive da same ding as a slave jest wifout da title? I mean dey usually do yir dirty work yea?