Arrow Lake bring it to your mouth, and pass beyond your lips

he was not all right, and he wanted to snap as much toward ingram. but mahler knew his annoyance only stemmed from his enfeebled state, and lashing toward a subordinate would do nothing for morale.
and so he held his tongue, offered a tight, humourless smile. ”i have run myself to the bone. a few days of rest and i vill be vell again.”
dark ears swept forward. ”vhat is the thing you vish to ask?”