[Joke or not, he can only wonder if Remy's speaking from experience.]
And man thinks me cruel. [He remarks with a thin, wry twist to his smile and leans back against the tree’s trunk after a moment, arms still crossed.] Sleep, and may dawn find you alive.
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And man thinks me cruel. [He remarks with a thin, wry twist to his smile and leans back against the tree’s trunk after a moment, arms still crossed.] Sleep, and may dawn find you alive.