Ratte sighed with relief when she saw Isago. She hadn’t realised quite how attached she had become to him. She eyed the bag on his shoulder but said nothing as Kai spoke. Had she had larger ears, they would have peeled up and twitched as she heard the shuffling of a body close to theirs. She smelled the alcohol and guessed who it was before she turned to him.

She could see that he was barely keeping himself upright and the bottle in his hand sloshed around as he spoke. She raised an eyebrow, used to the drunkards in the taverns that she frequented, “And what exactly would we be proving to you? We have somewhere to go, unless you know somewhere to eat when your stomach isn’t full of alcohol.” She placed a hand on her hip.

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