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Grot was fairly intelligent, if fact, like all other giants he liked to ponder his words and the words of other carefully and mull over them in his head to develop an appropriate response. Most people misunderstood this as his fellow giants being unintelligent, uneducated and without the brains of your average troll. Xando had made the same mistake and Grot had called her on it. Unfortunately for Grot, she decided to prove it. It wasn't that Grot didn't have a fair command on the common language, it was simply that his clan didn't bother much with many of the more fancy words some little folk like Xando were prone to use. This is where he had the problem, Grot had barely understood a word Xando had said. Grot tried to mull these words over in his head, his brow furrowing with slight annoyance at the upstart pet.
Grot understood one word in that explanation, amnesia, he just hoped that if he latched onto that one word he might not look like the utter fool she was trying to turn him into. Such a rebellious pet she was, Grot would obviously need to break her of such an annoying habit at some point. "Amnesia? I see." Grot said thoughtfully, covering up the fact that the rest of her words had left the giant quite....perplexed. "So you like to dig up the past do you? That could prove useful to me I suppose." the alabastor giant said as he stood and began walking away in no particular direction, other then the fact that it was obviously not towards Mystique. "My goals little Xando? I suppose it will not harm me to tell you of my goals. My goals are simple, I am going to rip down this Allerian empire you pathetic little ones have built and restore the proud and ancient kingdom of the Giants to it's former glory. Perhaps when this is done I'll allow you to be the one to command the slaves, your fellow lesser races, if you prove to be a worthwhile pet. Otherwise, I'm sure my brother would be happy to munch on you" the giant said with a smile as Grot continued to carry Xando away from her home.
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