Duck Lake dorn zunge

"rest in peace, and fly as you could not in life," he uttered on the tail-end of sarah's speech. she seemed incredibly put out by mahler's antics, and he suspected he had cost himself a companion for the day. "that is all," he answered, unable to keep the humour from his lips again. 
"i vas going to see if i could find a meal," he went on, stepping lightly past the mound. "vould you care to join me?" or have i annoyed you enough? 
the unspoken question danced in his eyes; he would wait until sarah answered before he continued on.