"From whomsoever has traded them, my friend," Uri says, humoring my question instead of looking at my like I'm a dumbass. It's nice of him so I smile back. What Glass says about hearing things makes me smile more. I should've expected it from her and I guess she's right.
If I were a wolf right now, my ears would be pricked forward as I hand out the drinks and listen to them talk. Is she really gonna buy something? And will it work? Glass is clever, maybe she's just humoring the nice old man. He obviously needs the money, especially if the hound god is mooching off him. I look down at the old dog, not quite a glare. I wouldn't wanna offend Uri by giving 'his dog' a dirty look. I see the position of that ear. You're listening to this whole thing aren't you, you big jerk.
"And come, friend, there must be wishes you'd be having." I look t Uri with a smile. "Hmm?" My head cocks slightly. I'm trying to recall a dream that I'll mention out loud. "Do you take price only in coin, or in dreams, or...?" Oh. Good question, Glass.
Where was he when we were trying to get Iago's memory back? I would've wished for that. Or to have Ri not be so sad about John. He's a jerk anyway, so not her loss. Oh...wait... "What about stuff to get even with someone?" I ask. He may be an ass, and I don't want him dead, but really uncomfortable would work. Fleas or mange, I think. I picture him walking around town, losing hair or fur because of a crazy itch. Even though I know this guy's probably full of shit, the thought makes my lips pull back from my teeth a little. Should've just left her alone.
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If I were a wolf right now, my ears would be pricked forward as I hand out the drinks and listen to them talk. Is she really gonna buy something? And will it work? Glass is clever, maybe she's just humoring the nice old man. He obviously needs the money, especially if the hound god is mooching off him. I look down at the old dog, not quite a glare. I wouldn't wanna offend Uri by giving 'his dog' a dirty look. I see the position of that ear. You're listening to this whole thing aren't you, you big jerk.
"And come, friend, there must be wishes you'd be having." I look t Uri with a smile. "Hmm?" My head cocks slightly. I'm trying to recall a dream that I'll mention out loud. "Do you take price only in coin, or in dreams, or...?" Oh. Good question, Glass.
Where was he when we were trying to get Iago's memory back? I would've wished for that. Or to have Ri not be so sad about John. He's a jerk anyway, so not her loss. Oh...wait... "What about stuff to get even with someone?" I ask. He may be an ass, and I don't want him dead, but really uncomfortable would work. Fleas or mange, I think. I picture him walking around town, losing hair or fur because of a crazy itch. Even though I know this guy's probably full of shit, the thought makes my lips pull back from my teeth a little. Should've just left her alone.