['My friend'. So easy and simple as that. As if friends could be made in such a brief moment, as if Hector were capable of making friends that hadn't already been dead once. Hector looks away, sure his cheeks are turning red.]
You can do that? Just decide how dark or light someone will be.
[How easy a forgemaster can go from an evil witch lurking in the shadows to a misunderstood craftsman upon Jaskier's lute strings.]
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You can do that? Just decide how dark or light someone will be.
[How easy a forgemaster can go from an evil witch lurking in the shadows to a misunderstood craftsman upon Jaskier's lute strings.]