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Raising his eyebrows, Amun eventually sighed as Quanil went on about the place names. For a moment, he thought about pushing back on the notion before understandably deciding against it. "Maybe. Something else for you to ask him when you see him next." Despite his lingering annoyance, there was an almost endless patience in the potter's demeanor.
Taking a deep, and unnecessary breath, he let it out in a sigh. "Why don't we leave the planning process to Sunjata? If he doesn't have ideas, we'll come up with some." He tried to speak in as reasonable tone as he could manage.
Taking a deep, and unnecessary breath, he let it out in a sigh. "Why don't we leave the planning process to Sunjata? If he doesn't have ideas, we'll come up with some." He tried to speak in as reasonable tone as he could manage.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
