[ Rhys comes from an era where you just digitally construct things into existence okay, he's never pitched a pent outside of his pants in his life before. ]
Oh. Right.
[ Of course, duh. Rhys looks down and retrieves the bit of rope, moving to hand it over shortly after.
It's pretty much only then that he notices the slight point to Zevran's ears and he stares a little, wondering if that's like a biological thing or if he is maybe looking at some sort of elf in Grecian God form like dang. ]
i couldn't resist
outside of his pantsin his life before. ]Oh. Right.
[ Of course, duh. Rhys looks down and retrieves the bit of rope, moving to hand it over shortly after.
It's pretty much only then that he notices the slight point to Zevran's ears and he stares a little, wondering if that's like a biological thing or if he is maybe looking at some sort of elf in Grecian God form like dang. ]
...Sooooo.
[ About pitching that tent