Berrod did very well to hide how stricken he was at the announcement of P'azih's impending departure. Without his addition to the group and conversation, surely things would shift to the largest unknown around the table. Surely enough, his fears were soon confirmed as inquiries came from both Franz and Coatleque.Â
So fussed and uncomfortable was he; the walking pillow remark nearly went right over his head. "It -- it don't find love. It ain't lookin'. Don't care 'bout that kinda stuff." The lie, as usual, had been well-rehearsed.
So fussed and uncomfortable was he; the walking pillow remark nearly went right over his head. "It -- it don't find love. It ain't lookin'. Don't care 'bout that kinda stuff." The lie, as usual, had been well-rehearsed.
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