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... ?” Argrave asked, worried at Galamon’s praise.
Galamon shook his head as though telling Argrave to calm down. “You used to never stop complaining. Couldn’t bear the sight of blood. Hated physical work. Different, now.”
“Not my choice, believe me,” Argrave turned his head away. “I like soft hands.”
“Regardless… you’re blind to yourself, at times,” Galamon finished.
“You’re still making potions and poisons next time we need them,” Argrave pointed at Galamon without ...
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