❝ You need a measure of bitterness… Not to be eaten.. ❞
‘ i’ll save my comment about disliking bitter things for now since i’m assuming you don’t mean food. but if you do mean food then i really do dislike bitter tastes, i don’t quite understand them. ‘ she’s not quite sure how to answer , being surrounded by bitter folk her entire life it’s almost impossible for her to try and be one. whether out of spite or just sheer inability is up for debate. the elf sighs, pushing back a strand of hair from her face before crossing her arms. an attempt to seem tougher than she usually gives off. ‘ i can be bitter. ‘ she states, a pout forming on her lips. ‘ then no one will eat me, right? like not even a mabari.’