We were talking about juggling being hard to learn and that maybe we should ask someone who knows how. He said he knew someone but didn’t want to talk to them.
Right. Of course. My mistake. You offered to bite me, and he said yes. Instead of doing the more logical thing, which would be to have me answer your burning questions about juggling. Right.
I don't understand at all, actually, but less due to it being incomprehensible, and more due to it being a few levels below me in intelligence. Which is natural for him, so I'm unsure why I'm surprised.
[He was trying to keep himself from getting stinky about Chipp... but honestly, he can't help but feel this woman probably hates him already anyway thanks to Chipp. So he may as well speak his mind, right?]
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[It's half muttered with an eyeroll, shaking his head as he looks away. But after a second, he looks at her again.]
Fine, then. You got your bite. He'll think it's hilarious.
But...
How did the topic of biting me come up as you two spoke about juggling?
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[LOOKING UP AT THE SKY. As if he's hoping something would swoop down and just take him away, almost.]
And so... he asked you to bite me? Not to ask how to juggle, but to bite me?
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[Very important distinction.]
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Instead of doing the more logical thing, which would be to have me answer your burning questions about juggling.
Right.
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Which is natural for him, so I'm unsure why I'm surprised.
[He was trying to keep himself from getting stinky about Chipp... but honestly, he can't help but feel this woman probably hates him already anyway thanks to Chipp. So he may as well speak his mind, right?]
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