Svava just blinks at the order, then nods, and requests it from the bar. "And a hot chocolate, if you please?" A smile and pat to the bar, and she takes a seat herself.
"Hm. I know I've mentioned it before, but my shapeshifting is different. Though, Yrael, he still has some of his cat mannerisms in his human form. Its... interesting to see."
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A) a real drink and
B) damn good.
Ako makes a murring noise of pleasure when she gets it.
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"Something wrong, dear?"
She's still murring.
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She's so very, very honest about that.
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She shrugs,
"I know who I am. My shape does not define me."
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She shrugs,
"But it isn't who I am. I am Ako."
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"I'm sorry if I was prying, I just like trying to understand, that's all."
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She takes a sip of tea, and beams,
"People who have only one form, or people who spend too much time in only one form, begin to identify with it."
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She beams again,
"But I am not, quite. Oh, I'll die eventually. Probably. If someone manages to figure out how to kill me."
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She's looking maternal.
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She nods, and settle back onto her seat a little more firmly.
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She pats Svava's hand gently,
"That can't be easy to know."
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