>>6116534“H-huh?” your sister blinks, then flushes deeper green. “Hey, no! It’s not like THAT!”
“Uh huh,” you reply, hands on hips and squinting at your ‘sister’ with scrutinizing severity. “So you ain’t gonna’ eat him?”
“Obviously!” she whines.
“OR fuck him?”
She laughs nervously, and sticks out a forked tongue, protesting: “He’s OLD, ZZ.”
“So you DON’T think he’s ruggedly charming or whatever-the-fuck?” you press. “Maybe in a RULDOLFO kinda’ way…?”
The demontainted duplicate flushes darker still at the allusion to one of her earlier indiscretions, whereby you’d narrowly avoided your old sword-tutor being sucked dry by the demogoblin in question, despite or BECAUSE of his salt-and-pepper suaveness. Still, she protests her innocent intentions and, at length, you relent.
“Don’t take too long,” you tell them both, loud enough now for Yeb-Uit to hear. “We ain’t got time to waste goin’ lookin’ for ya’! And if we DO have ta’, it’s coming out of your share’ve the loot!”
Yeb-Uit nods, once, and then turns away. Cara-Zi gievs you one last look over her shoulder, and then springs after him upon her weird little hooves, prancing away like some deformed deer.
You sigh, and settle in to rest. Not yet ready to go straight to sleep, you instead polish your weapons An-Yii seems to have a similar idea, taking out her pack and spreading out her instruments and implements, bandages and jarred poultices, and taking stock.
“You really trust that thing?” she eventually asks.
“Watch it! That ‘thing’ is…”
Your snarl dies in your throat as you hesitate to formally own her as a sister. Yet even so, she’s in many ways CLOSER than a sister.
“She’s flesh ‘n blood,” you conclude.
“That’s gotta’ be some story,” An-Yii says dryly, without any indication in voice or expression that she cares to hear it. “But do you? Trust her?”
“I already answer that,” you say, and return to your maintenance with a ferocity that communicates—clearly, for An doesn’t ask again—that you have no intention to say anything more.
But, of course, you didn’t answer. Not really. The truth of the matter is…
>You do trust Cara-Zi, implicitly[Increases Zith-Zi’s and Cara-Zi’s sisterly bond, decreases how attentive ZZ is to CZ’s behaviours in the event they become erratic]
>You don’t know how much you trust Cara-Zi[Sisterly bond is more strained, but ZZ’s eyes will be on CZ, and she’ll be better suited to intervene into any dangerous behaviours]
Do you have anything else you wanted to talk to An-Yii about?
>Why does she care so much about New Goblintown? Is she really planning to go back there?>Why adventuring? There's other, safer ways to make coin, surely?>Has she ever been to Sunset Lake before? Or on a boat, in general?>So... She's killed babies, huh?>Write-in>Nah [skip to CZ and Yeb's hunt] 