"Mmm," he says. "And to think," he adds, pointing in the direction of the fewest settlements and veering that way, "you told me to get out of the 'unspeakably foul' hole I was living in after you fought a giant weasel for one made of dirt."
There's no rancor in his tone, either, but it's clear that he's still suppressing a laugh.
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Date: 2008-03-17 01:22 am (UTC)There's no rancor in his tone, either, but it's clear that he's still suppressing a laugh.