It seems like she means well. She puts down a worn...robe, Jay thinks, indicating that Jay's supposed to put his camera on it.
Like hell.
He doesn't say that. He's not gonna cuss in front of a kid, and again, it seems like she means well.
"I'm, uh. I think I'll just...take my, uh, my treasure with me, if it's all the same to you." He feels like a jerk. Maybe if he keeps talking, he'll feel like less of a jerk. "Maybe the sunlight'll do it some good. Th...thanks, though."
He files away the bit she said about the Storyteller liking to be told stories. If he's gonna have to deal with a giant talking rabbit--and he's still not sure about that--he's better off knowing as much as he can about them.
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Like hell.
He doesn't say that. He's not gonna cuss in front of a kid, and again, it seems like she means well.
"I'm, uh. I think I'll just...take my, uh, my treasure with me, if it's all the same to you." He feels like a jerk. Maybe if he keeps talking, he'll feel like less of a jerk. "Maybe the sunlight'll do it some good. Th...thanks, though."
He files away the bit she said about the Storyteller liking to be told stories. If he's gonna have to deal with a giant talking rabbit--and he's still not sure about that--he's better off knowing as much as he can about them.