"Only knew it by reputation," Erin admits, Visibly Sweating. "And I thought, surely it's not that hot. Surely."
It isn't, Erin's just got the spice tolerance of an English peasant from 1400. She puts some of the coconut shrimp in her mouth to negate the horrible error she's made and only really manages to be both in pain and enjoying a new flavor at the same time.
After swallowing and also dabbing her forehead with a napkin: "You make a really good point though. At first it was like, bothersome, always being asked 'hey what are you' or 'how does your magic work', but like...it's different, than back at home. People here are just trying to get to know me and not like...dredging for information for their smutfics. Which. Yeah."
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It isn't, Erin's just got the spice tolerance of an English peasant from 1400. She puts some of the coconut shrimp in her mouth to negate the horrible error she's made and only really manages to be both in pain and enjoying a new flavor at the same time.
After swallowing and also dabbing her forehead with a napkin: "You make a really good point though. At first it was like, bothersome, always being asked 'hey what are you' or 'how does your magic work', but like...it's different, than back at home. People here are just trying to get to know me and not like...dredging for information for their smutfics. Which. Yeah."