"You'd best prepare to be honest with her about how you feel," she warns, slowly turning them to retrace her footsteps in the sand, as well as Torgal's pawprints. Their furry friend bounds ahead, leading the way.
"I swear to you that I will be honest to Lady Tarja about how well I feel." He means it too. There was no reason to put on a strong face any longer if he needn't do so. He had just survived death, or something akin to it. He would take her nagging with as much grace as he could muster.
"But yes, you are right...one thing at a time." One foot before the other, as the two followed Torgal's lead.
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"One thing at a time."
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"But yes, you are right...one thing at a time." One foot before the other, as the two followed Torgal's lead.