[Anders blinks when her cheeks flush with the delightful hue of a hypothermic corpse, cats momentarily forgotten. What's happening right now? Did he make her angry? Is she like a mood ring that changes colors?
Only after a few beats does he realize she might be embarrassed.]
Well, you look emerald to me.
[He's still unsure if that's the correct sort of compliment one makes to a sentient stone, but to be fair, Peridot is his first one.]
Peridot. That has a nice ring to it. I'm Anders. An Anders, but certainly the best one I know.
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Only after a few beats does he realize she might be embarrassed.]
Well, you look emerald to me.
[He's still unsure if that's the correct sort of compliment one makes to a sentient stone, but to be fair, Peridot is his first one.]
Peridot. That has a nice ring to it. I'm Anders. An Anders, but certainly the best one I know.