Marianna was used to the bluster of males. Her brother certainly seemed to bloviate enough to whip up a monsoon with the amount of wind he moved. She also was far too accustomed to melodrama from years of consuming romantic literature of dubious artistic quality, and thus found herself little moved by the actor's protestations. Methinks the vixen doth protest too much.
Still, he was right in a way about their strategy - and, despite being called out on it, perhaps it was wisest to lean in. Marianna spread her paws in acknowledgement before clasping them before her again. "We could, I suppose, do things in the traditional Furotazzi fashion," she allowed. "Falun would do so in a heartbeat if I asked; he rather does enjoy proving his tolerance for viscera in that way. However, I still have my faith in your character, and hence this discussion has remained bloodless. I remain hopeful that we can chalk this all up to a misunderstanding, and maintain our professional relationship - including with suitable compensation for the indignity of the moment." She let the offer linger in the air, leaving the manner of said compensation to the imagination. If this todd had come seeking romantic fulfillment, such could be arranged.
"Please," she implored the fox, "if you would bear with us and suffer a moment more. What is your opinion of the supremacists themselves? Speaking within the confines of a room populated solely by foxes, of course." She gestured between the trio of them, hopeful that the privacy of the moment would win some trust.
Still, he was right in a way about their strategy - and, despite being called out on it, perhaps it was wisest to lean in. Marianna spread her paws in acknowledgement before clasping them before her again. "We could, I suppose, do things in the traditional Furotazzi fashion," she allowed. "Falun would do so in a heartbeat if I asked; he rather does enjoy proving his tolerance for viscera in that way. However, I still have my faith in your character, and hence this discussion has remained bloodless. I remain hopeful that we can chalk this all up to a misunderstanding, and maintain our professional relationship - including with suitable compensation for the indignity of the moment." She let the offer linger in the air, leaving the manner of said compensation to the imagination. If this todd had come seeking romantic fulfillment, such could be arranged.
"Please," she implored the fox, "if you would bear with us and suffer a moment more. What is your opinion of the supremacists themselves? Speaking within the confines of a room populated solely by foxes, of course." She gestured between the trio of them, hopeful that the privacy of the moment would win some trust.
