"Tranquilizers? How are you administering them?" Because Briar's world lacks guns, but it does not lack for magic or medicine. Especially not when you're talking to a medicine-maker.
"Abnormals?" he asks, raising an eyebrow. "Ah, your mom's one of the ones who brought a whole building along with her, huh? Now I wish I'd gotten to visit it. That sounds like something to see."
He looks at the horse with a horn again, wondering if anything is odd about the creature other than the horn on its head and the way its beauty was almost otherworldly. "What sort of miscommunication are you anticipating, then?" Ashley is on much more solid ground than Briar is right now, so he'll ask questions and let her handle things. He is genuinely curious, when it comes down to it.
Of course, right now he wants to know if the unicorn really does have a problem with him. He steps forward again, and the unicorn shies like a skittish horse. "Yep. He does not like me one bit."
[Location: Briar's House]
"Abnormals?" he asks, raising an eyebrow. "Ah, your mom's one of the ones who brought a whole building along with her, huh? Now I wish I'd gotten to visit it. That sounds like something to see."
He looks at the horse with a horn again, wondering if anything is odd about the creature other than the horn on its head and the way its beauty was almost otherworldly. "What sort of miscommunication are you anticipating, then?" Ashley is on much more solid ground than Briar is right now, so he'll ask questions and let her handle things. He is genuinely curious, when it comes down to it.
Of course, right now he wants to know if the unicorn really does have a problem with him. He steps forward again, and the unicorn shies like a skittish horse. "Yep. He does not like me one bit."