i licked it so it's mine

james

smoking kills

"Or whatever they like." The snake said with a dismissive wave of his hand. "You're getting hung up on all the wrong parts of the story, mate." He chortled. "Just imagine—the Ahi coastline lit up with fire, the water glowing from beneath, music from everywhere, and the dancing—!" The thief tipped his head back at the memory, a hand to his heart as he gushed dramatically. "The dancing." He repeated in a dreamy voice.

The question caught James by surprise. "Deer with glowing antlers?" The way the thief repeated the question made it sound as if he thought Loren was positively bonkers. Who'd heard of such a thing? Giving that it didn't snow where he came from, the Luxere didn't actually migrate that far south and so no, he'd never heard of such a thing. Had he read a book or so he might have done, but of course there were more interesting things to be doing than reading. " 'fraid not, mate."

but so does love.