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"The sober me would'a never accepted your ride, after the ride I took the girl on. She sends the big sword guy after me."
"Sober you sounds a fair bit wiser than drunk you, I imagine." His mouth twitched. "Will the sober you care when she comes back to deal with it all afterwards?"
"Deal with what? Me? What, she turning me in or somethin'?"
"No. But she still has to deal with the mess you make." He replied flatly. "Part of me thinks we may have gotten along rather well, if things went differently. It is unfortunate."
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"And how did you end up where you are now, I wonder? I'd expect it was something quite striking if you were well off before," he asked.
"Maybe I just decided I didn't want to do it no more." She frowned. "Maybe I decided to retire! There's nothing wrong with that."
"Mmmn. If you do say so then, I suppose. Though, would you like to know something?"
"Sure. What. Your deepest darkest secrets?"
"No. You're not a very good liar."
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"So what are you? Other than some guy who wields a large sword."
"Currently? A guard for a very talkative looter, it would seem."
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"Storm's coming. Hard one I'd say." Shael tapped the tip of her nose. "I have a nose for these things."
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"The sober me would'a never accepted your ride, after the ride I took the girl on. She sends the big sword guy after me."
"Sober you sounds a fair bit wiser than drunk you, I imagine." His mouth twitched. "Will the sober you care when she comes back to deal with it all afterwards?"
"Deal with what? Me? What, she turning me in or somethin'?"
"No. But she still has to deal with the mess you make." He replied flatly. "Part of me thinks we may have gotten along rather well, if things went differently. It is unfortunate."
![[Image: 0ORDdfZ.png]](https://i.imgur.com/0ORDdfZ.png)
"And how did you end up where you are now, I wonder? I'd expect it was something quite striking if you were well off before," he asked.
"Maybe I just decided I didn't want to do it no more." She frowned. "Maybe I decided to retire! There's nothing wrong with that."
"Mmmn. If you do say so then, I suppose. Though, would you like to know something?"
"Sure. What. Your deepest darkest secrets?"
"No. You're not a very good liar."
![[Image: ECwsdO1.jpg]](https://i.imgur.com/ECwsdO1.jpg)
"So what are you? Other than some guy who wields a large sword."
"Currently? A guard for a very talkative looter, it would seem."
![[Image: dPrlcc3.png]](https://i.imgur.com/dPrlcc3.png)
"Storm's coming. Hard one I'd say." Shael tapped the tip of her nose. "I have a nose for these things."