Shoe inhaled sharply. He turned away from Beotha with his hands over his mouth. He wasn't sure where to go, so he leaned against a nearby tree. The opposite side of the tree from Beotha.
Whoa, hold up, he shook his head, it's NOT something we should be going after. Let's find something else for your project.
Like the plotblades? he offered.
Yeah, pretty much. He paused for a moment. I mean, there is- well, it's not- there's this thing-
He took a deep breath and scratched that last part out.
It's not important.
It kind of just happened. We happened to be in the same place at the same time, and went on a quest to find a magic spear. He thought for a moment. I'm pretty sure he still has the spear, actually, he finished.
That's not what I meant
But alright. *shrug*
Shoe grabbed the pad again. It was dry now, thankfully.
I think it's wonderful that Yrank was able to find his bondmate again.
He stared off into the distance for a moment.
I wonder how long they've been apart?
Shoe noticed he was suddenly dry. Huh. Nice.
He wondered which of the narrators did that.
You would find it . . . very hard to give Shoe his voice back by just narrating it like that.
I shall say nothing more on the matter.