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2019-06-01, 05:34 PM (ISO 8601)
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#158
Firbolg in the Playground
Re: The Lotus Blossoms! - Volume II
Zalm laughs at Slang's accusation.
"I didn't, but if that monk could tell how you're feeling, did you really think I wouldn't notice?"
Zalm rubs the old tattoos banding their forearm, faded with age but still unmistakable as the Tya's mark.
"You give a sailor their ink, that's a bond closer than blood. But don't you go and start worrying that the boy might've caught on, too. I've never been able to follow much of what he says, but I'm under the impression that one lives inside his own head more than the world that's past his nose."
They shrug.
"That might make things easier if you're just looking for some fun, but-"
A call from a lookout mercifully spares Slang from further relationship talk. The group that stayed behind in the baths has arrived... Skymoth included.
"Gods, who's that man with Leaf and them? You didn't find another Solar out here, did you?"
Meanwhile, as she approaches the Remora, Kelam's sharp eyes sweep the deck.
"I don't see Wirric," she reports. "If he's disappeared again..."