Noctisardor Bypass i hope i never get sober

sequoia went on in her usual barbed directness, and once more mahler was inclined to agree. "it is my responsibility to handle." and there was regret in him, and a deeper apology.
and all at once he wanted very much to tell her of the secret he was holding;
but she turned them to laurel, and mahler took this up with a bone-weary gratitude. "she is aloof. two children," he murmured, pained that he did not yet know more about them. "perhaps she vill be more velcoming in the veeks to come."
mahler gestured. "you know i vill alvways vatch them for you, sequoia." the smile he had now tried fervently to touch his eyes.