Me? I’m disposable. You aren’t.” She didn’t make it sound like a compliment, but were I in her shoes I wouldn’t be happy about the situation either. I opened my mouth to protest, but paused. I could have tried to explain to Tyentso what the Goddess of Luck had said to me about that very fact. However, I didn’t think Tyentso would graciously accept me having visions sent from one of the Eight Immortals as proof that I wasn’t special.
