[There's potentially a connection there. Potentially. But what it is, exactly, she can't say.
She shrugs, almost callous in brushing aside his near-death. But why bother getting worked up over it, she tells herself, when he did not, in fact, die? Whatever twinge of sorrow or anger she may feel on his behalf will do little enough good here and now.]
Let's get out of this place. You'll need a weapon, if you're to be any use.
[One whistle is all it takes to call Scratch back. He comes bounding out of the room he was exploring, wagging his tail at Shadowheart before he spares a curious look at Carver.]
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[There's potentially a connection there. Potentially. But what it is, exactly, she can't say.
She shrugs, almost callous in brushing aside his near-death. But why bother getting worked up over it, she tells herself, when he did not, in fact, die? Whatever twinge of sorrow or anger she may feel on his behalf will do little enough good here and now.]
Let's get out of this place. You'll need a weapon, if you're to be any use.
[One whistle is all it takes to call Scratch back. He comes bounding out of the room he was exploring, wagging his tail at Shadowheart before he spares a curious look at Carver.]