"Watching a pack of Judges and 'Black Goats' biting each other all night, quite the comfortable scene!" As soon as she took her seat, Habanis slapped her thigh and laughed heartily, evidently in high spirits.
"Habanis, saying that in front of a former Heretic Inquisitor... It's quite rude, isn't it?" Qiqimora remarked from the side.
Upon hearing this, Habanis looked toward Aiden at the other end of the long table and huffed, "Huh, this stinking man actually dared to show up..."
"With such an impressive build, you must be Miss Habanis, delighted to meet you. Want some sweets?" Aiden greeted her with a smile in his voice, having honed his verbal sparring skills through years of dealing with a host of irritable prisoners.
"I'll fucking kill you, you little shit!" Habanis was instantly enraged.
Vila sighed and turned to Abigail, "Take care of her, Abigail, or we won't be able to proceed with this meeting."
