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Himilo
Guest
Teddy was able to drag the body a few feet away from the small camp as well lure the pest . "Disgusting." She insulted the corpse. Granted, she adored the taste but the smell over time, the pest offspring digging its way into the skin, the mold that forms on them. Teddy should've been use to all of this by now yet it still made her stomach turn. She returned back to the warmth of the fire, inching closer towards it than before, listening to the man strum his songs. Though it didn't show, she was smiling.
"I can hold my own." Teddy commented. "A town." She pointed towards the way she came. "Small but its guards protects it's folks. They're…an okay bunch. Bar, paid rooms, okay water and food." She hadn't bothered catch the name of the town, staying in one place for more than two days made her uncomfortable. She had the constant need to move and be on her feet, having the feeling of being caught or followed. "The whiskey isn't great but still..." Teddy let out a 'huff.'
"We might never meet again," she started. "but what you saw, came upon, you're gonna keep that discreet. Right, Artyom?" It was more of a stern command than a question.
"I can hold my own." Teddy commented. "A town." She pointed towards the way she came. "Small but its guards protects it's folks. They're…an okay bunch. Bar, paid rooms, okay water and food." She hadn't bothered catch the name of the town, staying in one place for more than two days made her uncomfortable. She had the constant need to move and be on her feet, having the feeling of being caught or followed. "The whiskey isn't great but still..." Teddy let out a 'huff.'
"We might never meet again," she started. "but what you saw, came upon, you're gonna keep that discreet. Right, Artyom?" It was more of a stern command than a question.