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He shook his head gently, eyes heavy-lidded. Ye dinna have tae be sorry, Bhediya, he murmured, sensing her reluctance, her penitence. As long as ye let me know when ye're off on a scouting trip. . .so I dinna worry, aye? I can go wi' ye, or send someone in my place. Like Awol, perhaps.

Yeah, Awol. Wee Awol would make a tremendous bodyguard for Bhediya. But at least he was sexually non-threatening, so that tipped the scales in his favor.

Really, don't be sorry, Pyg insisted. It was a wee misunderstanding and I lost my heid. I promise it willna happen again.