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Funerary Rites 37: Throw in (a) Towel
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Senga was sitting between her friends, eating the same pizza they ater every week, soaking up the warmth of people who understood her - at least, who understood everything she had been that didn’t involve this house and -

and

“Chitter?”

“Yeah, Sang?”

“… Did Erramun go to talk to the cook in a towel?”

“Yes, yes he did.”

“Well.  Do you think I should rescue him?”

“Senga, he’s an assassin, he’s older than you, and he’s a tough man.  I’m sure he can take care of-”

“This is the Monmartin family staff, though,” Ezer cut in.

“-you should go rescue him.”

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