Perhaps the worst part of this is that Berkut doesn't actually know what each scale does. He's only heard of fire-breathing and seen the compulsion to fly. All he knows is that he doesn't want to go near them.
More importantly, this is not their home!]
It's a mess. Have it cleaned up before the day's end.
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They're in the way. Clean them up.
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[Ah.
Here we go.]
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How did you even manage to do this?
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I used magic!
[That is a Lie.]
Now our home is sparkly and pretty. [And covered in poisonous scales.]
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Perhaps the worst part of this is that Berkut doesn't actually know what each scale does. He's only heard of fire-breathing and seen the compulsion to fly. All he knows is that he doesn't want to go near them.
More importantly, this is not their home!]
It's a mess. Have it cleaned up before the day's end.
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I still don't wanna. I'm not going to.
If you want them gone, pick them up yourself!
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No. I will not.
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Then they're staying! Our house will remain beautiful and sparkly.
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Your taste for furnishing leaves much to be desired.
[In fact, it disgusts him so much that he turns right back around.]
I'm going outside.
[To his horse, whose company is far more preferable to that of Renne's.]
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Your scales will still be there when you get back]