“Look, I’ve been there. When I was a boy, it was just fat and no self-confidence. My father was a harsh man. However, he taught me to never show my fear, to scream and shout and bite until no one else would mess with me.” “Wise man.” “Foolish man,” he corrected. “Dug himself an early grave with all that drinking of his, was so obsessed with hiding his fear that he drowned in it. All I am saying, is that I know what it’s like to lash out at the world because you are scared.” “You don’t know me,” I said indignantly. “Let me ask you this. Did you visit your settlement after Erefiel freed you?” “I
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