The infuriating thing is that Vlast cannot fathom why.
With a malcontent rumble, he burrows under the great mound of cushions he's "acquired". There's no sense in continually bashing his head against the problem until it cedes some semblance of an answer; he'll either have to figure it out on his own, or just ask.
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The infuriating thing is that Vlast cannot fathom why.
With a malcontent rumble, he burrows under the great mound of cushions he's "acquired". There's no sense in continually bashing his head against the problem until it cedes some semblance of an answer; he'll either have to figure it out on his own, or just ask.