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[IRL convo with my bestie, since my laptop can't handle Fields of Mistria, I'm watching her play on her computer. We just got to the part where Caldarus appears.]
Me: *still staring at Caldarus in his human form, eyes practically sparkling with admiration*
Bestie: *deadpan* Seriously?
Me: *gesturing dramatically* Hoy! Can't you see how majestic he looks? His face, his hair, gods, the ethereal beauty! He’s radiating dragon prince energy!
Bestie: *raising an eyebrow* My dear bestie… he looks like a twink.
Me: *snaps head toward her in pure disbelief* Excuse me?
Bestie: *shrugging* I mean, just look at him. The delicate features, the long hair, the whole ancient-but-elegant aesthetic—!
Me: *grabs her by the shoulders, shaking her* HE’S NOT A TWINK. Why do people keep saying that?! Have you seen his chest-open portrait?! The man has muscles! He’s got that "sleeps for centuries and wakes up ripped" kind of vibe. Do you know how hard it is to maintain that physique when you've been hibernating for hundreds of years?!
Bestie: *feeling dizzy* I-I don’t think that’s how muscle maintenance works—
Me: *tightens grip and shakes her harshly* BLASPHEMY!
Bestie: *gasping for air* HELP—
Caldarus: *watching from a distance, slightly concerned but also oddly flattered*