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That's the spirit! the brute exclaimed, exhaling a great burst of fog. He sauntered toward her, coming to a halt a few tail-lengths away. Vercingetorix, he introduced himself, dipping his head low. With a grin, he came back up. It's a mouthful, I know. You can call me Verx--or whatever other nickname you see fit. Though a couple folks have found it funny to call me 'Asshole,' which isn't my favorite thing, but whatever.

He rolled his shoulders, now successfully stifling his yawns. He was pretty tired, but he also was interested in the woman before him. His smile grew warm and kind as he blinked at her. So if you don't live here, where are you from? he asked. Hope you don't mind me asking. I'm brand new to these parts; got dragged here by my commander. Nah, I mean, she wanted me to come, he amended, realizing it painted a poor picture of his relationship with Heda, it's just been kind of a lot, y'know?

Belatedly, he realized he was talking a lot. Shut the fuck up, dude.