Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150912165220/@comment-29559990-20150912223514

"Z, I don't... I mean... but..." Vordel stuttered, once again struggling to find the right words to say to her.

In truth, the racial boundary hadn't even crossed his mind up until this point. He found that whole thing to be trivial. But, now it weighed heavily on his mind as he tried to formlate a response.

For a few moments, frustrated and even a bit afraid. However, he soon decided on a plan that'd either backfire completely or make things better; Just speak right from the heart.

"Z, I don't care what race you are," He said softly, gazing into the argonian's eyes. "Dark Elf, Argonian, Sload, I wouldn't care. You're still..." He trailed off.

"You're still you."