The Sentinels I'm a vegetarian and I ain't fucking scared of him

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“You are a bad liar,” Lotte said cheerfully and frankly to the bluffing urchin. “You do not believe your story, and so you give others no reason to believe it.” If there was one thing Lotte was well versed in, it was lying — and although that wasn’t the best thing to be proud of, her silver tongue had meant the difference between life and death on many occasions. “I will tell you stories of my home someday soon, pikkusisko,” she promised blithely. “For now, there is something I must ask of my enchanting pack sister.” Casting a meaningful gaze at Muses over Ingram’s head — “let’s leave the two lovebirds alone,” — Lotte led the woman with the twinkling periwinkle gaze away, leaving Ingram and Chusi to say whatever they wished to one another without the embarrassing pressure of doting eyes.