Berrod seemed conflicted by Crofte's declaration -- and his face clearly showed a fluctuating measure of displeasure and amusement. He played it safe, however, and poured his response into acknowledging both the new arrival and P'azih's departure. "Take care, fella."
He wished very badly to flee himself, but better judgement spoke to him of leaving a drunk lady alone among strangers. To that effect, he turned back to the others and leveled a forbidding look at them all. "Ain't matter none, 'bout romance an' all that stuff. Whether I got it or don't, an' wit' who, ain't nobody's business but mine."
He wished very badly to flee himself, but better judgement spoke to him of leaving a drunk lady alone among strangers. To that effect, he turned back to the others and leveled a forbidding look at them all. "Ain't matter none, 'bout romance an' all that stuff. Whether I got it or don't, an' wit' who, ain't nobody's business but mine."
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