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Oh no

"Kip," the wizened slave said "You’re late The Red will not be pleased"

And I care so much about his pleasure "What does he ith me?" Kip asked

"You’ve been suo?" Kip asked

Grinwoody’s eyebrows tented "You wish me to communicate your refusal to the Red?" His belief that Kip was a buffoon ritten all over his face The man clearly didn’t like him, and now that Kip had been disavowed, he felt no need to hide it

It o to hell

"Kip?" Teia said She waited

Kip looked over at her

Teia said, "Don’t be an idiot"

Kip frowned "Let’s go," he told Grinwoody

He followed theto hold on to his anger, but getting estured to the heavy blackout curtains

So helphim back

Kip was pretty certain that he would do no such thing, but itodors Old man and incense Dust and sour armpits Oh, that last was him

"You reek," a voice said in the darkness, thick with distaste

"So do you," Kip shot back Brain engaging two seconds late

Silence Then: "Sit"

"On the ground?" Kip asked

"What are you, a monkey?"

"More monster than monkey You and I are related, after all," Kip said

Silence again Longer this ti can be But perhaps you’re not rash, perhaps you’re siroped around in the darkness until he found the chair He sat

"Grinwoody!" the oldon a hook above Kip’s head He left wordlessly

"Lantern," Andross Guile said