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“I don’t know why we even bother having wars,” muttered Slate. “The world’s trying to kill us fast enough as it is.” Caliban gazed between his horse’s ears, and said nothing at all.
“You two,” said the paladin slowly, “have a very odd relationship.” “Oh, come on, if your friends aren’t willing to strangle you, what kind of friends are they?” asked Brenner.
That aside, she actually found that she liked Caliban a lot better when they were taking care of the horses. He didn’t mope, he didn’t overthink, and there was almost no way for the conversation to segue dangerously.
