[That sentiment Jeb's uttering sounds painfully familiar. It's the sort of words he's heard before from both Martel and Mithos, in his younger years. Personally, he doesn't believe it. The ugly side can't be trumped, it can merely be suppressed for a while, only for it to surface once more. It's like an hourglass.
He gives Noishe one last scratch behind the ear, then turns his attention back to the Rheaird.]
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He gives Noishe one last scratch behind the ear, then turns his attention back to the Rheaird.]
It's fine. Rambling is harmless.