[ Bastien’s quiet for a moment, turning boneless over the massage and warm over the beautiful and thoughtful over the rest. He doesn’t know (because he’s wrong) if he would concede that he was taught to be invisible, rather than his bardmaster harnessing some innate insubstantiality that’s always made it easy for him to slide out of people’s sight and lives and hearts like he was never there at all.
But it doesn’t really matter. The end is the same: ]
I suppose I am very lucky you enjoy a little challenge, then.
[ He smiles and wiggles his erstwhile-pinched toe. ]
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But it doesn’t really matter. The end is the same: ]
I suppose I am very lucky you enjoy a little challenge, then.
[ He smiles and wiggles his erstwhile-pinched toe. ]
Thank you for looking.