A lot of problems come from being a competitive asshole. In this moment, it's the sudden, intense sensation that he should be folding some sheets right now to prove a hostile stranger wrong. Wrong about what? That doesn't really matter. Don't you loathe being mistaken for a servant? Under pretty much all circumstances, yes. So what's the problem?
The problem's mostly that he's Greig.
"I suspect my patients would object," Against common sense he eases himself into the room. If his tone's a little pointed now, it's still momentarily more passive than aggressive. "Particularly Chevalier Waters."
Whose room they're both currently occupying. Who Greig hates with all his being. Who has made a generous donation to the Inquisition and probably shouldn't have his sheets stolen while convalescing.
"I'm looking for anything he might have accidentally ingested," A gesture to the far cabinet. I'm looking for poison, is what he means — though Don't chase me out of here like I'm the one trying to steal something, you fucking horse-faced thief is also probably a fair interpretation. "Is that alright?"
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Wrong about what? That doesn't really matter. Don't you loathe being mistaken for a servant? Under pretty much all circumstances, yes. So what's the problem?
The problem's mostly that he's Greig.
"I suspect my patients would object," Against common sense he eases himself into the room. If his tone's a little pointed now, it's still momentarily more passive than aggressive. "Particularly Chevalier Waters."
Whose room they're both currently occupying. Who Greig hates with all his being. Who has made a generous donation to the Inquisition and probably shouldn't have his sheets stolen while convalescing.
"I'm looking for anything he might have accidentally ingested," A gesture to the far cabinet. I'm looking for poison, is what he means — though Don't chase me out of here like I'm the one trying to steal something, you fucking horse-faced thief is also probably a fair interpretation. "Is that alright?"