[One would suppose that being raised by the Protectorate would've instilled in him a sense of responsibility and manners and while yes he's quite adept at military corners on beds made and can disassemble a weapon faster than one can name all the houses and their specialties on Earth, those days have long since passed, and he can't really muster a damn about being rude.
Hellos aside, he is actually fairly pleased to see Poe in the real, no less Poe-like than he remembers from their time spent in the Raven. He takes a sip of said beverage, washing away the lingering taste of the still unidentified meat and grimaces as it burns all the way down. ]
I've had worse.
[Tak figures a second try is warranted, so he picks up the glass once more, taking more cautious, measured attempt. The result is much the same. 3 out of 10 at best.]
But it's not killing me yet, so I'm willing to finish. [He turns to get a better look at Poe, eying him the the top of his head to his shiny shoes.]
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Hellos aside, he is actually fairly pleased to see Poe in the real, no less Poe-like than he remembers from their time spent in the Raven. He takes a sip of said beverage, washing away the lingering taste of the still unidentified meat and grimaces as it burns all the way down. ]
I've had worse.
[Tak figures a second try is warranted, so he picks up the glass once more, taking more cautious, measured attempt. The result is much the same. 3 out of 10 at best.]
But it's not killing me yet, so I'm willing to finish. [He turns to get a better look at Poe, eying him the the top of his head to his shiny shoes.]
How was your walk?