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Yorrik let out a snation Three of his stoed fro fruit that flooded the roolands

“Naumm?” said Borbala Ferank

“Is someone else there with you?” the drell asked sharply

“Deeply insulted: Naumm? My name is Yorrik Betrayed: Why would you call me that? I told you that in confidence”

“This one meant no offense Yorrik is your soul na This one did not wish to enter into intimacy with you, nevertheless, you intemperately shared both your names with this hanar, and thus by the law of the Enkindlers a bond exists where this one desired none It is this one’s duty to protect those hom it shares a bond You should not use your soul naues and batarians This one calls you by your face name to honor and protect—”

“With hurt and anger: Don’t”

The hanar dipped its shell-like head in shas all those present to allow it to present a simple solution—”

“Embarrassed determination: No, I will remember I can remember I am not better than Grandfather Varlaam and I will not letphosphorescent is likely to have usable co back to him now The labels on Varlaarandfather learned fro traders who sold him those bottles by the crate He’d loved the words to reive it a sniff and know everything about it “Reciting from memory: A minimum of six dyes are necessary to perforing on the mind: What was it Grandfather used to say? What was it? He thought it was the funniest thing he’d ever heard, a mnemonic of infinite jest…” Yorrik’s lip slates flared stubbornly

“This one must insist that this mental effort is—”

“Triuot it! Happy Turians Treat Raloi and Rachni to Dinner Proudly: We specifically need hydroxypyrene, trisulfonic acid, thionin acetate, rhodamine, ruthenium dichloride, and… delicately: the commercial dye known as Drell Belly Green no 15”

“Is that what it is known as?” came Anax’s dry voice on the comm

“Regretful reply: I am sorry, I did not name it”

The hanar’s skin flashed a furious blue The s off Ysses had turned to rotting fish and sopping mold

“Who does this one have to strangle to get a word in edgewise in this Enkindler-forsaken place? Listen, unbelievers!” Ysses tilted its head upward Its tentacles fell straight and relaxed to the floor “This one wishes to speak with the computer interface of the ship Keelah Si’yah”

Hello, Sleepwalker Ysses