[Hakkai chuckles, shrugging, and glances away. He's uncomfortable with one of those topics, and Davesprite is uncomfortable with the other: so, really, they're even. He finishes the last mouthful of wine in his glass, and turns it in his hands, considering the light on the iridescent lees.]
So... I admit I'm surprised nothing around here has caught fire yet.
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So... I admit I'm surprised nothing around here has caught fire yet.