Lion Head Mesa with the warmth of the sun

the chihuahua rapidly nodded.

"yes, yes! miss tavina'd be mah own top pick in event o' tragedy. such a... responsible n educated woman. kuh-learly a great choice! but uh..." gucci attempted to flick a piece of dirt off his chest, hiding the fact that he was thinking.

his aims were to place tavina besides him as an equal, in a way that would leave room for her ladyfriend to eventually take the same spot. but now gucci fretted that akashingo was too rigid with ranking to permit that, and that his own persuasive capabilities were not up to the task of changing the pharaoh's mind, at least not without invoking his offense.

the nobleman decided to take the path of lesser risk.

"...aaah'd. like. 'er. t' even now be consulted when ah'm nawt present, as ah believe she'd have th' children's best interest in mind. as a... yeah. tutor."

he felt a pang of guilt and inadequacy.