sneaktheif:
Peyt’s ears pulled back as the stranger khajiit approached her. She hadn’t seen them before; she knew every member of the caravans and also knew they didn’t really come up here. Not that she could blame them, as Ri’Saad had told her tales of the warm sands of Elsweyr and this cold landscape was as far from that as she could imagine. She was starting to dislike the cold…
The stranger’s words finally sunk in and she nodded, the movement bringing more tears to her eyes as it pulled on her tongue and brought more pain. She settled for trying to make a noise that sounded like okay. She followed them into the inn with Braena at her heels, and did as was suggested, and sat by the fire. Braena sat next to her, alert and watchful. She glanced around, thankful that the only person in there besides the barkeep seemed to be passed out.
That brought another thing to mind, where was her client? Had she come all the way up here for nothing? She wasn’t going to get any answers with her tongue stuck, and she shifted her feet as she waited, as much from the pain in her tongue as from her inability to sit still.
J’hasi gave the stranger what he hoped was a comforting smile before he went up to Dagur.
“Tankard please. Empty.” The Nord nodded, pushing one across the bar.
“There’s some warm water on the fire. Shouldn’t be too hot now.” The Khajiit smiled and thanked him before heading towards the pot, finding the water a little hot, but as he scooped some out with the tankard, it started towards a reasonable temperature. He set the tankard down, pulling off his scarf to lay across the stranger’s lap. J’hasi tested the water again before gently holding their forearm just below the wrist, slowly pouring the water over their bracer, around their tongue. It took a little bit to loosen, but once it thawed enough to free the poor Khajiit’s tongue he smiled, setting the tankard aside and using his now-damp scarf to dry off the metal.
“There. You can have the same problem with ice too, so don’t lick anything you can’t easily fit in your mouth, okay?”
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