IC II: DH The Purity of Sacrifice

[Wyndeward]

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The question draws another foolish grin across the man's narrow face. He chuckles and replies, "Ish like bein' home!" He slaps his knee and chuckles again, though it leads into a fit of weak coughs. When Pip has finally recovered himself, he drains his glass, and when he places it back on the table he says, "Better hurry up with yoursh." Then he leans across the table toward Arl, resting an elbow so that he can support his heavy head in one hand. "You've never been on a ship?"

Arl "clumsily" knocks back the rest of his drink, letting half of it roll of chin, the pastes wistful look on his face.

"Nope, ne're been aboard so mush a shuttle, let alone a grand ship like that.