After a moment of studying Beat--he looks familiar, but dream-Trahearne can't immediately place him--Trahearne reaches for his spoon and starts stirring the pot. He speaks quietly; his tone is tired. ]
We're in the heart of the dead Kingdom of Orr. Though-- [ He pauses for a moment, looking to Beat wryly. ] --"heart" is a bit ironic, isn't it?
[ That's a funny joke. He goes back to minding the food. ] I'm alone here because no one alive and in their right minds would come here of their own will. Which is why I'm worried about you. Were you hurt getting here?
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After a moment of studying Beat--he looks familiar, but dream-Trahearne can't immediately place him--Trahearne reaches for his spoon and starts stirring the pot. He speaks quietly; his tone is tired. ]
We're in the heart of the dead Kingdom of Orr. Though-- [ He pauses for a moment, looking to Beat wryly. ] --"heart" is a bit ironic, isn't it?
[ That's a funny joke. He goes back to minding the food. ] I'm alone here because no one alive and in their right minds would come here of their own will. Which is why I'm worried about you. Were you hurt getting here?