[There's....a moment. A blink of a thought where his mind thinks about Hawke's arms and suddenly wonders about their use beyond fighting or punching. But the thought flitters away again.]
If the bar goes wrong. You're cute.
I take your meaning, though. A private round of blows might be better. You can put your walk where your talk is.
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If the bar goes wrong. You're cute.
I take your meaning, though. A private round of blows might be better. You can put your walk where your talk is.