[Enjoy it too much, as he enjoys all things, one might say.]
I guess you and your sister chose poorly that day.
[Picking the one man at the inn, maybe in all of England, who would never regret the passing of years no matter what happened. One day, perhaps, he'll be ready, but he still does not anticipate that day coming for some time.]
She inquired about you, you know. When I saw her last. She asked how you were doing. I think she fancies taking some credit for our continued relationship.
I have not spoken to her since before our reunion at the new inn. I assure you that has everything to do with our family dynamics, not you. They are... complicated, to say the least.
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[Enjoy it too much, as he enjoys all things, one might say.]
I guess you and your sister chose poorly that day.
[Picking the one man at the inn, maybe in all of England, who would never regret the passing of years no matter what happened. One day, perhaps, he'll be ready, but he still does not anticipate that day coming for some time.]
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[It's a strange thing, hearing that Death was asking about you.]
Does she.. know about us?
[Beyond the friendship, Hob means.]
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