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[fiery_ring]

Carlotta is in the main bar, with her school report.

She has to laugh, just a little, when she sees her French result. Because of a certain bet she has with a certain king in the forge.

She looks around for him; she'll try outside if he's not in.

Comments

[ostro_goth]

"She only told me after we knew each other a while, here," Teja says.

[fiery_ring]

"That must have been... odd for you both."

[ostro_goth]

"I doubt anything of that sort is ever odd for Demeter," Teja says.

[fiery_ring]

"Awkward then." Carlotta says. "Like if I was to find out one of you two met me as a little girl."

[ostro_goth]

"Awkward for me," Teja says, "but not for Demeter. She is very patient."

[fiery_ring]

"She is, like a saint."

[ostro_goth]

"She is Demeter," Teja says. "There are none like her."

He won't comment on saints, or what the thinks about them.