[She snorts another laugh and tosses him a grin, motions with one hand for him to walk with her.]
A man after my own heart. And the food here is the best I've ever tasted.
[Not that that's saying a lot, considering for the vast majority of her life she'd subsisted on thin gruel, nutrient paste, and gritty, discoloured snow leeks. She starts walking, her footsteps ringing out softly in the night-time hush of the castle corridors.]
How far off are we talking about, exactly?
[She says, his initial comment not having slipped her mind.]
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A man after my own heart. And the food here is the best I've ever tasted.
[Not that that's saying a lot, considering for the vast majority of her life she'd subsisted on thin gruel, nutrient paste, and gritty, discoloured snow leeks. She starts walking, her footsteps ringing out softly in the night-time hush of the castle corridors.]
How far off are we talking about, exactly?
[She says, his initial comment not having slipped her mind.]