“I was hoping you might come by” was his surprising greeting as he waved me in. He poured a glass of flame water and took a sip. “Trounced the blackguard.” “You saw the jabbits?” He smacked his lips. “They were a wee bit hard to miss.” I could tell from his expression that he knew what my next question would be. “How did you know?” I asked. He feigned surprise, though I could tell he didn’t mean it. I said, “You said I’d done it before. Beaten Ladon-Tosh. But you really meant I’d beaten the jabbits before.” “Did I?”
Even if you’re a drunk Domitar… I respect you
