As expected, you are dancing around the fact that I acted in good faith and you did not. I will not play this game with you.
Purposefully omitting information, obscuring your intent with carefully chosen words, relying on plausibility to cover your trail while obeying the letter of the law is lying. I know it when I see it, Mitsanar; lying is something I’m famous for, I’ve used the technique myself.
I gave you the benefit of the doubt and you used that against me. What did you want? A prize? An amusing reaction with no consequences?
Stop playing coy and eat your swan.
I will admit I did not expect quite so many of them to follow me. …That ah, might have something to do on how I smell lately. But! I did intend- and succeed- to bring the one I wanted with me. And omission! You asked me for the beast’s nature and a picture of what we would deal with, and that is what I gave you. You did not ask what it was called. …Nor did you ask about its appearance, really.
If you are so familiar with this sort of wordplay then why, I wonder, did you not ask the right questions?
Oh, and, you are the one who agreed to assist me and then proceeded to roast my swan instead of helping me armor him. What I wanted was to genuinely. Armor. A swan. And you have now eaten him.
*folds his arms*
Dancing, dancing, dancing. That surely is your most remarkable talent– but it is far less charming in speech than it is in motion.
Why did I help you despite knowing there was something suspicious about your request? That is the nature of giving someone the benefit of the doubt, my dear. I will not do so again, if that is how you prefer to interact. *raises eyebrow* Is it?
As for your bird…*wipes mouth*… Unfortunate.
If you want to try again with A SINGLE swan, carried sensibly into the forge without disruption, we can do this properly. One swan is much the same as another; though… I have my doubts even a tame swan will appreciate you efforts to armor it.
