[It's bad taste to rag on someone's name and there was probably some reason for it. Maybe it was a family name. Maybe the honor of naming him went to an extremely elderly relative. Like extremely elderly. Maybe it was an accident. He can't believe he's just been casually calling his friend weasel this whole time.]
Ah. Well. Perhaps your parents had a different sort of encounter with a weasel. And anyway, you haven't brought me any ill luck.
[Alright look, he doesn't get emojis and he doesn't use them. They're weird and he doesn't quite understand them, but in lieu of a face to face conversation, there is only one proper way to respond to this.]
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Ah. Well. Perhaps your parents had a different sort of encounter with a weasel. And anyway, you haven't brought me any ill luck.
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There is a clan of ninja weasels.
My grandmother had a contract with one of them, credited on numerous occasions with saving her life.
Cultural connotations aside, weasels have long been friends and allies to my family.
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A weasel who defied expectations and rose above the assumptions made about it! I understand. Noble character matters far more than presumptions.
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You were that concerned for me, I see.
( you weirdo. )
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Not concerned! Who am I to question the name your parents gave you? But I may have been ready to start brainstorming a courtesy name for you. Maybe.
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( a body is just a body. both are simply tools. )
But I appreciate your ( his...? )you-ness.
( nailed it...? )
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Hey did I ever tell you what I named my sword?
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( it's going to be something ridiculous, he already knows. )
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Nothing in what you have just said surprises me.
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Then I am clearly doing my job! I'm glad you understand me.
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😉
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