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K’tarin was covered in goo, and consequently in a very bad mood.
“Remind me,” she said, “why are we doing this, again?”
“Because is the Right and Most Noble thing to do!” exclaimed a very fomented Glee.
Everyone turned to look at her.
“Well,” she tried again: “Fletchadral is probably doing it for the glory, too….”
Fletchadral shook her head.
“Strelitzia, I am sure, wants the best for the innocent inhabitants of the wood!”
“Nope,” she denied.
“I’m doing it for the gold!” interjected Sam.
Everyone else agreed.
“You know? You could try and humour me sometimes!” cried Glee, frustrated.
