[ic] so how about them chapter fourty on spoilers

[dimanibussacrum]

[leading Lance and Morrolan into his workshop, and pointing at a clear stool.]

Sit. I'll be back in a moment. And don't touch anything.

[ From here.]

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[deagingly]

[what are we, children? silently complies and sits down]

So...

[dimanibussacrum]

[considering that you can see live, charged flashstones on one table and a couple of knives on the other, perhaps its for your own good. I mean.]

Not yet. I'm getting us all a drink. They'll want some time to themselves, and we need to talk.

[deagingly]

[oh, come on, I know better than that :(]

Right, right... [for once looking a little troubled]

[dimanibussacrum]

[nods, and leaves the room, returning in a few moments caring a tray with a klava press on it, and a pot, and the jar of honey and cream. he leaves the tray on the table as he goes to the door and strips down into his leather jacket, hanging his habit on the door, before he walks back to the table, not speaking until he's starting to pour.]

You drink this with cream and sugar, as you see fit. It is also very hot.

[myblackwand]

*absently checks on a row of flashstones as he enters*

[dimanibussacrum]

Morrolan. Please, sit down.

[myblackwand]

*sits*

Well, I must admit to both concern and curiosity.

[dimanibussacrum]

...mm. Wise, in both cases. More so then I could say for the Pope.