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[thebohemianeye]

...I think we're lost.

Oh, unde este prost harta?

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[eorio]

Ahaha, just maybe.

Ei bine, daca suntem pierduţi, nu am nevoie de o harta.

[thebohemianeye]

I gave it to you last; you must have on you somewhere, don't you?

[eorio]

I have a good sense of direction, remember. Plus we're sure to meet someone somewhere, it'll just take a bit.

[thebohemianeye]

That's what you said an hour ago, Kai. Now we're in the middle of nowhere.

[eorio]

Aisha, we're just off track. Not 'in the middle of nowhere'.

You should really spend less time staring into the mud and more time enjoying the view.

[thebohemianeye]

That's a bit hard when I'm covered in it, sorry.

[eorio]

It'll wash off, C'mon now. Even when it's dry it'll still come off easily.

[thebohemianeye]

Da-da, tell that to the spalat.

[eorio]

..You know she doesn't like me, Sister. She disapproves of my actions as if it's the very reason for her existence!

[thebohemianeye]

Maybe that's because you soil your clothes as soon as you put them on.

[eorio]

It defeats the purpose of her job for me to go through the day remaining clean, Aisha.

[thebohemianeye]

And it's exactly that attitude why she hates you so much, idiot.

[eorio]

...She really told you she hated me? I know I always have soot on my clothes, and ashes but-- that shouldn't demand hate..!

[thebohemianeye]

No, Kai, she never said that. Don't be ridiculous.

[eorio]

She makes it seem as if she despises me to my core, Aisha. I fear her more than I do fire.

[thebohemianeye]

Oh really. I would have thought you didn't have any fear of fire at all.