Tongue in Cheek
Petrus looks after Suri, shrugs, and looks back toward Cyndre. "I admire a good weapon," he tells her, producing an simple, well-made knife from his belt. "Have forty-some of these left - so it may be some time before I come your way," he jests.
Cyndre begins to shrink. Her rather massive maul shrinks with her. Even with her human sized, the thing is huge. "...Hmmm." she says, eyeing Petrus' knife dubiously.
Petrus explains to Cyndre, winningly, "Sometimes you have to leave them behind in your friends' backs."
Cyndre begins to shrink. Her rather massive maul shrinks with her. Even with her human sized, the thing is huge. "...Hmmm." she says, eyeing Petrus' knife dubiously.
Petrus explains to Cyndre, winningly, "Sometimes you have to leave them behind in your friends' backs."