Stavanger Bay omerta

as dense as the brute had the capability to be, he did not miss jagoda's sudden change in tactic. he closed his jaw, his slack gums noisily squelching shut -- levelly, he gave the male a long and hard stare.

he considered not answering; in truth, he had little reason to. one might have compelled him to answer any inquiry graciously had they not immediately accosted the fractured state of his well-being -- as far as murgash was concerned, no amount of honey poured from jagoda's lips could ease the fracticious relation between them.

"did oi stutta?"