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aye . . . and how would you uh, describe the *scent? desperation? fear?
( where is he getting these damn questions . . )
mm. ah. or. think it’d be easy ta navigate ta the more . . *reclusive patrons?
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( clawed digits rest over his heart. if it were beating. perhaps it’d have a greater dramatic effect. feigned offense was taken. )
d’owwwch . . you can’t mean that.
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