He did know the meaning of the Feir’Dal nouns ‘mace’, ‘helmet’ and ‘griffin’ and he could hardly ask her to please use the Common language so he could understand. She spent the time trying to figure out how to start a fire. I can’t be late. Though she thought she knew the way, she had gotten herself lost. The two pressed their lips together inexpertly, standing there clumsily. She wore little in the hot room, revealing a youthful Wood Elf figure as attractive as Lady Cadwarra’s. She suspected Shockley was one of those closet fags and she feared maybe he had managed to convince Diamander to go home with him and suck some cock. Then he relaxed and they stood still, not saying anything, just breathing hard in each other’s arms, gulping for oxygen. Then she realized she did not know what, exactly, she expected him to do about it. Its mouth opened. Up to now, she was annoyed they got in the way of her work but today she found she liked having a boy so close to them.
