#shep tends to be quite the gentleperson

[hadaldivision-pest]

”Jett Sterling, huh… lovely name ya got, fellow sewer dweller,” Shep replied as their grin widened minutely.

“Hereditary, you say…? Heh, nah. Y’can thank Urbanshade for this.”

Urbanshade… Shep’s knowledge on the whole business was a bit foggy for some reason, but they were certain it had something to do with their… current state of being, let’s say.

Best not to dwell on it too long.

“But I digress! Regardless of my origins, I’m just glad to find a friendly face down here.”

" Oh good fuckin' grief.. -- "

[ That was what the other could've made out before Jett firmly clamped a claw over his mouth, clearly that wasn't something he meant to say out loud ] [ An embarrassed twitch. A wince. And then he started up again, desperate not to make this a terribly unpleasant first encounter ]

" Sorry. My a-apologies, I didn't mean .. it like that " " It's just that "

[ Unnecessary hand gestures ]

" ..Your face. It's.. " " ...Valid "

[ Big talk coming from a big guy looking like urself... ]

(@pressure-thechasm)

Mercifully for Jett, Shep was not the person to get offended over such trivial matters. If anything, they were ecstatic to run into another individual who didn’t immediately startle at the sight of them.

“No apology needed, mate!” Shep replied with their trademark (albeit permanent) grin, peering up at the figure in front of them. “Keheh, my face is a little odd-lookin’, yeah. But I don’ mind much — works for me, aha!”

[That’s what they’d like to think.]

“Well, either way, pleasure t’meet ya, comrade. Y’can call me Shep. Who might you be?”