Well, I wasn't going to bring it up, but since you mention it - yes, I do believe you could have been more forthcoming about your particular dietary restrictions.
Well! All right then. Now that that matter's settled, I suppose it's only right to address your next complaint. I never meant to imply magic by one unstudied in the arcane arts was less real, only less... erudite.
A different kind, surely. And, forgive my presumption, but I had always assumed your gifts the product of natural ability rather than discipline and dedication.
As the sole representative for humanity in this conversation, I feel the responsibility to inquire. What, exactly, is so 'utterly awful' about our existence?
That's certainly an interesting perspective. I have to admit, I surely don't feel vulnerable when I'm incinerating a pack of vicious goblins. Quite the opposite, really.
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[ Deflecting from the kindness, at least a little. ]
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With emotional vulnerability comes life's greatest joys and deepest sorrows. It's quite impossible to experience one without the other.
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