The trouble was he lacked the skills to talk to those outside the Khagggun Caste. She should not have. Why should I be? Kirlll Qandda gave a little laugh. His fingers were wound in her thickhair.
Impatiently, his finger tapped each whirl. The strain of the changes. Fullom smiled and indelicately sucked stew off his fingertip. This life— thelife you have chosen for yourself—is it possible that it could make you paranoid and fearful and jealous? I am not that sort of V'ornn.
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