Merida's lips twitched as she stared at him in her peripheral view. She didn't want to speak to him longer than she should but this man seemed to be high on something because he kept talking incessantly.
She didn't respond to any of his questions but he kept on having a one-sided conversation with her. His questions included but were not limited to how old are you, are you sisters, what do you want in Lycius pack, where are you from et cetera.
After the nth question, Merida got tired of it. She suddenly understood why her grandpa would often stuff candy in her mouth while he was making prescriptions. It was because she kept asking so many questions.
Questions like what is that, why is it purple, can I eat it, does it taste good et cetera came out of her lips till her grandpa couldn't stand it. One time to get rid of her he gave Merida a bucket and told her to fetch water from the well and only come back to him after she filled the barrel.
