[ At first, Narmaya just watches all this... unfold, shall we say, with the exact expression of doe-eyed surprise you would expect of someone caught in a level of shenaniganry such as this. But then her expression softens and before she can stop herself, she finds herself giggling, with the look of a woman sharing a private joke with herself. ]
Your companions really are the boisterous sort, then. I see.
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Your companions really are the boisterous sort, then. I see.
[ You haven't changed at all, have you, Aran? ]