Lion Head Mesa Days fade into a watercolor blur

Akhtar chuckled dryly at that.

Yes, unexpected in many ways. The low kindle of angry flame in his belly scorched the lining of his esophagus in a sudden, violent flare of heat. He swallowed a cough.

In many ways, yes. He shot her a sideways glance.

Makono is your master, yes? How do you feel about her actions?