“This rain is horrible.”
“Good thing we beat the army though. They’ll churn the
roads till they’re impassible.”
“If we hadn’t beaten the army, we’d be strung up on hooks
like a couple of stuck pigs.”
“You’re right there.”
“We’ll have to huff it through the night as is. And a
damn cold one it’ll be.”
“It’s just a little rain.”
“Sure, sure. You’ve had ten times worse when you were a
boy and I’m just some soft city folk.”
“Both of those are true, yes.”
“I’m not sure what’s worse: being on the run or being
stuck with you.”
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