[ Myira glances towards Kitty, but when she doesn't speak she finds her attention drawn back to Lakshmi. By contrasts, Myira sits on a horse much like a sack of flour. She grumbles, half to herself. ]
Fine be a pair of great idjits why don't you?
[ Why do they both have to do this? ]'
Well talk to me about why you an' Kitty ain't talking then.
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Fine be a pair of great idjits why don't you?
[ Why do they both have to do this? ]'
Well talk to me about why you an' Kitty ain't talking then.