[...They make a good point. Kit grunts once under his breath and makes a face--like he knows what he's hearing is good sense, but that doesn't mean he has to like it.] No, [he admits grudgingly,] probably not.
[That second question earns them a slightly warmer chuckle. Kit lifts his shoulders in a shrug and takes a quick pull from his cigarette.] Yeah, well, [he muses,] our ancestors were probably rude some of the time, too. They can't all be Paragons.
[a beat, before he elaborates, gesturing,] Paragons are, uh, special dwarves. Dwarves that accomplished something big for the rest of Orzammar--like inventing something, or being especially good at killing darkspawn. [He doesn't sound too impressed by any of what he's saying, which probably suggests just how little esteem he holds for the culture he comes from.]
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[That second question earns them a slightly warmer chuckle. Kit lifts his shoulders in a shrug and takes a quick pull from his cigarette.] Yeah, well, [he muses,] our ancestors were probably rude some of the time, too. They can't all be Paragons.
[a beat, before he elaborates, gesturing,] Paragons are, uh, special dwarves. Dwarves that accomplished something big for the rest of Orzammar--like inventing something, or being especially good at killing darkspawn. [He doesn't sound too impressed by any of what he's saying, which probably suggests just how little esteem he holds for the culture he comes from.]