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As Chaele inspected her antlers, Amun winced. Scuffing at the ground, he wagged a finger in the direction of Zhanshi's tunnel. "You know better," the potter scolded the landshark. Looking up at the woman, the Ascended's lips twitched. "Sorry about that. I can help you find a replacement."
Dropping his hand without comment as she didn't take it, he nodded at her introduction. Arching an eyebrow as she revealed the source of her dislike of the gods, he inclined his head to her. "I see. How much do you actually know about the origin of that term?" Leaning forward, he rubbed his hands together. "It's funny. I have a friend with whom I had this exact conversation a long time ago." He chuckled.
Dropping his hand without comment as she didn't take it, he nodded at her introduction. Arching an eyebrow as she revealed the source of her dislike of the gods, he inclined his head to her. "I see. How much do you actually know about the origin of that term?" Leaning forward, he rubbed his hands together. "It's funny. I have a friend with whom I had this exact conversation a long time ago." He chuckled.
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