Redsand Canyon Boot Straps

it was all fair. presented logically and with information the both of them already knew. the stipulations for leadership here were a bit hard — but wasn't that the whole point of mereo? his tongue pressed hard against the back of his teeth.

slowly and mindful of her position, he settled himself down with her.

i'm not opposed. he admitted, voice hushed. not that it would matter too much when she had to only read his lips. are you hoping for something like matrona in epoch? or are you wanting...full retirement?

no leadership, no spotlight.

maybe she wished for something quiet now.