Duck Lake and we'd break under the weight of any pain that ever came in this life

her face returns, once more, to a cheeky grin. very interesting, tashkent responds. men are tricky beasts, indeed. you have to. . .oh, a wise woman once told me that you have to 'love the cock, ignore the mouth.' there are only a few parts of a man i care about. women are much more to my liking. she blinks gently at indra, as if she hadn't just imparted bawdy marauder wisdom unto the redleaf.

we do not stay together all the time, tasha continues, curious as to why indra supposes this. we are not connected at the hip. we wander, we hunt and we play, and then we come back together again when our duties are finished. she falls into silence for a few moments, content to walk alongside the other with naught but the sounds of the wilderness to keep them company.

and you? she shoots back. the rebuttal is only fair.