More pop-in, this time in the trophy room. While Qubit doesn't fail to notice it, he's not terribly concerned - there's a lot of detail appearing around them that Carlisle either forgot or left out, and a handful of taxidermied animals is hardly the most glaring omission from his diagrams.
"Hahah. Actually, gift-giving is a staple of several winter holidays," he replies, resting his hands in his pockets. "I suppose something like this could be considered a little over the top, but..."
He punctuates the sentence with a cheeky shrug. Honey badger don't give a shit! Anyway, who's there to judge?
"Didn't you have winter holidays back home, Carlisle?" he goes on. (Qubit, come on, don't just turn the question back on him. You keep doing this.)
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More pop-in, this time in the trophy room. While Qubit doesn't fail to notice it, he's not terribly concerned - there's a lot of detail appearing around them that Carlisle either forgot or left out, and a handful of taxidermied animals is hardly the most glaring omission from his diagrams.
"Hahah. Actually, gift-giving is a staple of several winter holidays," he replies, resting his hands in his pockets. "I suppose something like this could be considered a little over the top, but..."
He punctuates the sentence with a cheeky shrug. Honey badger don't give a shit! Anyway, who's there to judge?
"Didn't you have winter holidays back home, Carlisle?" he goes on. (Qubit, come on, don't just turn the question back on him. You keep doing this.)