‘I’m sure you wouldn’t want the three of us running round Greenrock, knowing what we do. Krodans might catch us, and who knows what they’d make us say?’ ‘Grub rubbish at keeping secrets!’ the Skarl added enthusiastically. ‘One time, his friend love another man’s woman in secret. Grub tell whole town, friend kill himself! Throw himself off cliff, splat! True story.’
