“Herbal.” He requests.
And though his appearance may cause any ordinary man to fret, his tender voice sets you at ease, and you gladly acquiesce. While you boil the water, you decide to get to know your guest.
“I am on a long journey, I haven’t slept in three days. I have worn holes in my shoes. I have run out of bread.”
He seems helpless, but you are still wary of strangers (ever since The Incident, you’ve never been able to fully trust anyone who couldn’t look you in the eyes).
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