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Her responding grin was wry and understanding. "Perhaps a slight detour on the way back won't be amiss, then," she suggested, and got to her feet. Careful about where she stepped, she looked around for a fork in the webbing of roots that would take them horizontally rather than up or down. They definitely wouldn't want to go down.
"What kind of treasure would be worth keeping?" she asked him, eventually picking a path that would bring them left, perpendicular to the direction they had come from. "I've grown too practical for looting - all I can think of wanting is a better pair of boots."
A wave of a foot showed her own to be on their last breath. Scuffed and worn thin, she could use an upgrade before Deepfrost.
"What kind of treasure would be worth keeping?" she asked him, eventually picking a path that would bring them left, perpendicular to the direction they had come from. "I've grown too practical for looting - all I can think of wanting is a better pair of boots."
A wave of a foot showed her own to be on their last breath. Scuffed and worn thin, she could use an upgrade before Deepfrost.
Isn't it lovely, all alone?
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
