[ Not everyone had the ability to use the art back home, either — not that he thinks much of finding any familiarity here in the company of slavers, the unnerving hiss and scratch and sway of a forest he doesn't know, but any yield is better than none.
Still, it's not a hopeful answer. With knit brows, he frowns. ]
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Still, it's not a hopeful answer. With knit brows, he frowns. ]
Ran away? Was it into the forest?