Dragoncrest Cliffs murder on the outside, everybody inside

Hmmm, that was weird. Eastwood had never seemed so cagey before, especially about Helix. Whatever. He gave an imperceptible shrug, starting to pad away and motioning for the boy to follow. It was nice to hear Trigedasleng; he had gotten used to the common tongue since arriving. The brute slipped slowly back into his native language. I was doing the same thing. Come join me.

There was a beat of silence as he waited for his nephew to catch up before speaking again. Os. It's been weird getting used to peace again. I don't like it when things are calm, so I'll probably have to stir shit up soon. He canted his head at Eastwood, brows raised in query. You know what I mean?