I've been drunk for about a week now, and I thought it might sober me up to sit in a library.
Tayend nodded. “I know it won’t. I admit I was worried about you, but you are still your old self, underneath. ” Dannyl straightened in protest. “Underneath what?” The Elyne stood up, waving one hand in Dannyl’s direction. “All…that. ” “I’m reeling at your descriptive clarity,” Dannyl told him.