Siri paused, then found herself smiling even more broadly. “What?” Lightsong asked, then finished off the last of his drink. It was immediately replaced by another, this one blue. “Talking to you is like swimming in a river,” she said. “I keep getting pulled along with the current and I’m never sure when I’ll be able to take another breath.” “Watch out for the rocks, Vessel,” the high priest noted. “They look rather insignificant, but have sharp edges under the surface.” “Bah,” Lightsong said. “It’s the crocodiles you have to watch for. They can bite. And…what exactly were we talking about,
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