Euchre: Ah, look at you, your fur is in knots!
Flora: Euchre, I’m fine—
Euchre: I know, I know.
Euchre: Look, why don’t you go and take a bath in that river we found and then get off to bed.
Flora: Oh, okay.
Euchre: I’ll be in my tent if you need me.
Keith: My plans were almost ruined yesterday. Just about lost my ticket home.
Keith: And Flora risked her life to try and snap Trace out of it. Eh, I shouldn’t even care if she died or not.
Keith: So why do I feel so guilty about not helping her!?
Keith: This is insane. I am a basitin warrior!
Keith: And she’s getting in the way of my plans. What I really need is to get rid of her.
Keith: But I gave Trace my word I wouldn’t even touch her.
Keith: … Then again, all’s fair, as the saying goes.
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