[Namur picks a fish up in his hand, running his thumb over the faintly opalescent grey scales.]
Think fish ain't sentient? Jus' cuz a human can't hear their voices don't mean they ain't got 'em. Hear 'em jus' fine if y's me. We're all parasites when y' get right down t' it. Like, what the hell're y' gonna do with all the vampires an' shit? Tell 'em t' starve for the rest a eternity cuz y' don't like what their bodies is made t' eat?
[He slips the fish behind his teeth, then reaches for one of the bottles of rum. Something tells him he's going to need some alcohol in his brain before too long.]
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Date: 2016-08-14 10:09 pm (UTC)Think fish ain't sentient? Jus' cuz a human can't hear their voices don't mean they ain't got 'em. Hear 'em jus' fine if y's me. We're all parasites when y' get right down t' it. Like, what the hell're y' gonna do with all the vampires an' shit? Tell 'em t' starve for the rest a eternity cuz y' don't like what their bodies is made t' eat?
[He slips the fish behind his teeth, then reaches for one of the bottles of rum. Something tells him he's going to need some alcohol in his brain before too long.]