maybe that's just as well. still as he is, he does not jerk back his hand before jake can take it, if only out of pure shock. his eyes are, for a brief moment, two perfectly shaped circles. never mind that he doesn't know the difference between a ciabatta or a sourdough or a brioche, not really, so he couldn't answer anyway, he's just
that is a dog.
that is a talking dog.
that is a talking dog standing on his hindlegs.
too late, rand drops his hand as though scalded, swallowing hard. ]
the way i forgot he has children holy shit
maybe that's just as well. still as he is, he does not jerk back his hand before jake can take it, if only out of pure shock. his eyes are, for a brief moment, two perfectly shaped circles. never mind that he doesn't know the difference between a ciabatta or a sourdough or a brioche, not really, so he couldn't answer anyway, he's just
that is a dog.
that is a talking dog.
that is a talking dog standing on his hindlegs.
too late, rand drops his hand as though scalded, swallowing hard. ]
What under the Light are you?
[ that's rude, rand. ]