"Greedy!" She jabbed a finger at them briefly, but was too far into enjoying the warmth of her company to be too cross at them for watching like vultures.
"Yes, let's be off. But first, Ser... I am slain from your victory. My legs may not work properly in getting us home. Whatever shall we do...?"
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"Yes, let's be off. But first, Ser... I am slain from your victory. My legs may not work properly in getting us home. Whatever shall we do...?"