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She moved away, first, quite clearly bristling. But he would not chase. Instead, lets her connect her own dots. For Barrett came to realise that his Chief, too, was a man of many names, just like himself, and at this, he stifled a humorous scoff. She speeds back towards him, making her demands known: to be taken to the valley of Great Sky.
Yer wish is mah command, princess, he bowed his head down towards her, smile upon his jaw. Turned southwards, toward the valley, and gave a flick of his tail. A silent invitation for her to join him in stride. This Covah—he big? Sandy coloured, bitta grey on'is back? Wanted to confirm while he could. Sooner, rather than later. Speak kinda like yerself, yeah?
His tone was less so interrogating as it was curious. Wanted to make sure he was taking the right lady to the right man, which he was sure, in his mind, that she would understand. Didn't want to bring a threat to the valley. Didn't want to make a fool of himself. But, even if she answered correctly, even if she confirmed that it was Sega that she was looking for, how was he to know either way? Slight uncertainty, though invisible, prickled through him.
Still, it was a risk that he was willing to take.