“Any idea where I can get all this?” Viv asked Tandri. “Not immediately, no. I’m sure I can find a baker, but…” Thimble interrupted by pulling on Viv’s sleeve and pointing to himself. “I show.” “Oh. Sure. Well, no time like the present, I guess. Tandri, you’re fine with holding things down ’til we get back?” “Of course.” The rattkin shifted from foot to foot and stared longingly at the coffee machine. “Coffee first?” he pleaded.
Thimble is a mood
