i wanna tell you a story. ain't got no characters in it but me. i wanna sing you a sad song. most of it i don't expect you to believe. it starts off just the whiskey and wine, miles of travel and some real good times. but it ends in a dark corridor, and there ain't no windows and there ain't no doors.
[Slack-jawed surprise. It's a minor miracle that this drastic shift in mood hasn't given him whiplash.]
Gods, Severa, I dunno if I'll ever understand how yer mind works! This ring is what I'm offerin' to keep ya alive, see?
[Ah, but then she's crying again, and the sight makes it impossible to hold his own tears back. So they stream openly down his ugly face — the trembling lower lip is just a bonus.]
B-Besides, I wouldn't propose to ya with my mother's ring! That's just tasteless! What kinda guy do ya take me for?! You gotta give me a chance to buy somethin' worthy of ya first, and then prepare a speech that won't get me laughed at, and then—
[But then Brady realizes he's thought just a little bit too much about this hypothetical proposal, so he reddens and stares intently off to the side instead of continuing.]
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Eh?!
[Slack-jawed surprise. It's a minor miracle that this drastic shift in mood hasn't given him whiplash.]
Gods, Severa, I dunno if I'll ever understand how yer mind works! This ring is what I'm offerin' to keep ya alive, see?
[Ah, but then she's crying again, and the sight makes it impossible to hold his own tears back. So they stream openly down his ugly face — the trembling lower lip is just a bonus.]
B-Besides, I wouldn't propose to ya with my mother's ring! That's just tasteless! What kinda guy do ya take me for?! You gotta give me a chance to buy somethin' worthy of ya first, and then prepare a speech that won't get me laughed at, and then—
[But then Brady realizes he's thought just a little bit too much about this hypothetical proposal, so he reddens and stares intently off to the side instead of continuing.]