Psii tended to put 'human' in front of things and people he didn't know well. Human slumber pad, human card games, Human Roland. Roland had a stoic aloofness that reminded Psii of the image he himself projected to Signless's followers, to make sure they didn't do anything violent at his sermons. Psii was never sure if he was jealous of his coolness or just impressed.
Psii had not planned to volunteer, but here he was, volunteering by taking off his jacket and beating the dying embers with it. The Capitolite shrieked, by with undisguised glee rather than fear.
"Oh my God, both of you, at the same time! Are you here together? How scandalous...."
Psii dropped his jacket on the ground to pass a hand over his face, pressing his palm into his eyeballs. Even without rebel plots, this was certainly some night. He engaged grumpy mode.
"Wow, I would tho rather be yelling obthene thingth at SS rather than thmell burning follicleth. Go away and take your hair with you. Human Roland, back me up."
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Psii had not planned to volunteer, but here he was, volunteering by taking off his jacket and beating the dying embers with it. The Capitolite shrieked, by with undisguised glee rather than fear.
"Oh my God, both of you, at the same time! Are you here together? How scandalous...."
Psii dropped his jacket on the ground to pass a hand over his face, pressing his palm into his eyeballs. Even without rebel plots, this was certainly some night. He engaged grumpy mode.
"Wow, I would tho rather be yelling obthene thingth at SS rather than thmell burning follicleth. Go away and take your hair with you. Human Roland, back me up."