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Lilac Braided Breeze
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>"Wasn't your chest bigger before you left?"
"My boobs are magical, among other things."
Perhaps ask him if he ever wanted to track down his family, I mean, elves right, they tend to have nice things, magic even. Although he might want to make double sure, just in case he thinks it's elves and it turns out he half-human or half-orc, or heavens forbid half-gnome!
I mean, on one hand indeterminately long lifespan, on the other... maybe 50 years if you're lucky. Besides, he's helped you find your family, I mean, he has to want more than an awkward handjob in exchange.
Anyhow, conversation is a bit like combat, you give a little ground, then take a little ground, lower defenses a little, look for tells, then penetrate defenses to the heart of the matter. If you get lucky and find the right spot, you connect and the life starts flowing out.
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