[Let’s see. Wassailing involved a back and forth between Mari Lywd and the house’s occupant to gain entry and food. Food…food…Ah!! Oh no! Why is it heading for Asterios’ food? It isn’t planning to take it, is it!?]
Wassailing is— ah, I’ll explain in a bit! [She tries to catch the tail end of the cloth as it sweeps by, giving a gentle tug.]
W-wait! Ummm! [Okay okay think quick, Mash.] Forgive us for not playing the part! Do…you think that we could perhaps restart?
[She glances at Asterios, hoping that maybe, just maybe, he’ll pick up what she’s putting down. It was, perhaps, a long shot given that he wasn’t the most loquacious fellow, but she had to try.]
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Wassailing is— ah, I’ll explain in a bit! [She tries to catch the tail end of the cloth as it sweeps by, giving a gentle tug.]
W-wait! Ummm! [Okay okay think quick, Mash.] Forgive us for not playing the part! Do…you think that we could perhaps restart?
[She glances at Asterios, hoping that maybe, just maybe, he’ll pick up what she’s putting down. It was, perhaps, a long shot given that he wasn’t the most loquacious fellow, but she had to try.]