"...You're also the shortest human I've ever seen, but I won't hold it against you."
At that observation, Kit finally cracks a grin, and it becomes clear that he's got a face well accustomed to smiling, even though at present he's haunted by--something. Still, being mistaken for a human seems to put a spark of humour back into him, and he's chuckling when he brings up his coffee for a sip.
A swallow, and he lifts a finger from the mug when he corrects, "Not a human. Dwarf. And I won't hold that mistake against you either."
He considers Zohvin a moment longer, and seems to decide against being bristly. "I'm Kit," he says, introducing himself.
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At that observation, Kit finally cracks a grin, and it becomes clear that he's got a face well accustomed to smiling, even though at present he's haunted by--something. Still, being mistaken for a human seems to put a spark of humour back into him, and he's chuckling when he brings up his coffee for a sip.
A swallow, and he lifts a finger from the mug when he corrects, "Not a human. Dwarf. And I won't hold that mistake against you either."
He considers Zohvin a moment longer, and seems to decide against being bristly. "I'm Kit," he says, introducing himself.