Neverwinter Forest And what's he going to do, borrow a cup of sugar from Satan?

me also, she agreed with a faux-scholarly nod, wondering if there were any back home on the island. his obvious joke- as obvious at it would be to most- was not a sort of joke she'd heard before, and though she was not offended, his smile didn't spread to her maw, and she simply blinked. hi, ci-a-ran! she sounded out slowly, smiling, my name is nüwu jiang. the line her mother had taught her, which she recited so formally each time. from the island, she added, though unaware if he knew what an island was or not.