Karal was minus his menagerie this morning. Evey and Altra were off in the preserve, Trenor was in the stable where he belonged, and Vashti was sleeping inside
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Karal shook his head vigorously. "I don't even like spiders," he said, wrinkling his nose. "They're useful, especially in the stables, but that doesn't mean I want them anywhere near me!"
"Thank you," he said, sighing in relief. And he was running through everything he'd said recently, just in case he had inadvertently mentioned spiders. "I hope they're Fandom oddness and not actual wildlife. I don't want to live on an island that has spiders of doom."
"No, and I truly hope it's not what it sounds like." He made another face. "Though if it is, it would probably be good for attracting spiders to somewhere away from us."
"Oh! Oh, that's much better. I was imagining a spray made from bugs," he admitted sheepishly. "I think we should get some of that. I think we should get quite a lot of that. As soon as we can."
"If they're dead, they can't bother us." He paused, thought about the band in Caritas, and the general strangeness of Fandom, and added, "Umm, probably."
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