It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Vax Vax'ildan, a half-elf rogue . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, There was a cart of horses pulling a group of four gnomes that all eventually revealed themselves to be family of Pike Trickfoot.  After taking them in, whether or not  Vox Machina was  excited or eager to, nevertheless  they  treated them with hospitality, gave them a place to stay, gave them food for the evening, conversations were had,  and  information was passed around.
DM: "Right. I'm not one to judge. I mean, you've seen Ogden." And you glance over at Ogden, who's now in the process of trying to comb the oatmeal out of his beard while he's muttering below his breath. (incoherent muttering)
Player: Are you coming with, buddy?
DM: "What?"
Player: Do you want to go on the tour?
DM: "Of course!"
Player: Huh. Can we borrow Trinket for that? Oh, Vex isn't here. I'm sure we could borrow Trinket for the day. You ever ridden a bear, old man?
DM: (snoring)
