Cirucci's been to so many places already--Abantiare, Licere, Kropmork, Bellcius, Solare....I don't have the itch to travel, yet here I am, on this...ship.
Quite a worldly woman I've become, mm?
Anyway. This aid work is getting exhausting, and I'm running out of supplies. Now, before I have a change of heart...won't one of our lovely cooks hand me
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Dear me, you sound almost jealous. If you wanted to lick anything of mine yourself, you could just say so.
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And don't flatter yourself. I'm fine standing on my own feet, creep.
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Maybe I don't know what I want anymore. The minute we get back in the sky I'll probably want to land somewhere else. I liked when we stopped in the other cities and got to go out on our own, instead of playing savior like we are now. I'd rather exercise my legs on my own terms. And it's been so long since I've bought any material for clothing..
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