Luneshale Pass leave the gun, take the cannoli

I figured you'd relate hahaha

His stare was unsettling. Disa could not read it. He made a map of her face – his pupil moved as if despatched on a grand quest with portal magic and a broken compass, looping and leaping from her eyes to the damp sheen on her nose and back again.

"south es big place," he said, and then, just as the tip of the aforementioned nose began to creep towards him again, something lewd.

How was Kemal?

Kemal had been a perfect gentleman. But Disa grinned wickedly and said, "Oh. Like the south."