The storm's passed...
[Med'an is looking through the window at the sky. He is quiet for a moment or two, thinking about something, but it's a peaceful quiet. He likes rain, but he likes sun too.We have sixty-four bars of iron with us. But what about the rowan? There's some wild, growing in the middle of the loch, I think. We could ward ourselves
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A thing? You mean...the wyrm? Maybe we can get past it. And we've gotten across the water before.
[and he has water walking!]
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Less orthodox ways, but they should work here...
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Yes. [Pause.] Very much.
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How are you, sir?
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[.D. He just wants to not have the possibility of other people hearing, really. He is going to tell you another secrets, oki?]
Your home?
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...is the soil here right enough to plant such things?
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Well, they're growing over on that soil. It's probably not too much different.
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I hope you're right.
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And have a little cheekiness:]
I bet I am.
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