He puts his arm around her, bumping his temple against hers, lightly, in apology. He forgets things. Yrael is more Mogget than he likes to think about: more cat, more human, more mortal than he ever was. He is very little of the Bright Shiner who first refused to take sides in his siblings' feud.
"Speaking of lower city," he says as they head down the hill towards the better class of houses. "Where shall we go first?"
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Date: 2007-01-02 10:58 pm (UTC)From:"Speaking of lower city," he says as they head down the hill towards the better class of houses. "Where shall we go first?"