don't you know we're outlaws
givin' the finger to death itself
Now that truly is a confusin’ statement, causin’ Raza to suddenly give Melita a little suspicious side-eye as she swerves her upper body away for a hot second. “But you’re ain’t from here. Are you tellin’ me you had dragons in your home world too?”
It’s somethin’ the proprietress has genuinely never considered before; in one fell swoop the red-head has kind of blown Raza’s mind and made a quiet chink in the self-made barrier between herself and the Outlanders. The smell of Polonia’s freshly baked bread is a momentary distraction for her too, and she follows her nose, asking Melita to stay with her a bit longer with a jerk ‘a her head. “More dumb ‘n weird, I think. Shouldn’t the Flowerbirth god know a thing’r two about where plants can and can’t grow?” She cocks a little brow, as if to imply, Men! and then lets it die.
“Nah, I don’t know how I’d get there. No wings, or nothin’, and no portals nearby there. ‘N I can’t really the bar for that kind’a trek. You gonna go?”
It’s somethin’ the proprietress has genuinely never considered before; in one fell swoop the red-head has kind of blown Raza’s mind and made a quiet chink in the self-made barrier between herself and the Outlanders. The smell of Polonia’s freshly baked bread is a momentary distraction for her too, and she follows her nose, asking Melita to stay with her a bit longer with a jerk ‘a her head. “More dumb ‘n weird, I think. Shouldn’t the Flowerbirth god know a thing’r two about where plants can and can’t grow?” She cocks a little brow, as if to imply, Men! and then lets it die.
“Nah, I don’t know how I’d get there. No wings, or nothin’, and no portals nearby there. ‘N I can’t really the bar for that kind’a trek. You gonna go?”
we got no one to hide from
no one to toast our health
RAZA
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