Noctisardor Bypass i hope i never get sober

he sighed in agreeability. "the coast is very nice. very missed," mahler mused, thinking of what he remembered from grimnismal. "a whole other sort of vorld, vith its own stories." he was considering caiaphas now.
"actually," and if she looked, she might see the twinkling of mischief somewhere in the solemn recesses of his lavender eyes, "i vonce knew a sea-vitch."
a pause.
mahler embellished.
"she vonce cursed an entire pack."