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"Szymon," he repeated, feeling a little sorry for the stuttery dude who had such a difficult name on top of things. They should've just named him 'Bob', or something. Would've been a lot easier to pronounce for himself. Anyway, they moved onto the rams and Charon studied them alongside Silent Szymon.

Soon it became clear that Szymon wanted the bigger one. Charon didn't mind that, since it had been some time since they had had such a feast and even though he was not sure how much of it he could move all the way back home, he would take as much as he could. "I like your style," he said to confirm the bigger one it'd be, and he started towards the pair of rams, teeth snapping from behind after having circling round them so that they could best be driven to the shoreline.