[...What, was this all just some elaborate sales pitch to goad him into serving as the guild's strongman? For what it's worth, Yael finds his approach humorous, leaning back against the side of the bath with his arms crossed behind his head.]
I have enough "admirers" staring at my ass every time I turn around.
[And if there is a god out there in the universe, Yael is thankful he sent an angel like Michel to, uh, not gawk at his ass. Thank you very much, mister god.]
Let's hear it. Don't cut me any slack.
[You'll never get a man like Yael to backpedal, Michel. Don't even count on it.]
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I have enough "admirers" staring at my ass every time I turn around.
[And if there is a god out there in the universe, Yael is thankful he sent an angel like Michel to, uh, not gawk at his ass. Thank you very much, mister god.]
Let's hear it. Don't cut me any slack.
[You'll never get a man like Yael to backpedal, Michel. Don't even count on it.]