Tseng reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"That island," he muttered, and then looked at Reno. "Set her down. For the love of the gods, clean yourself up. I don't know if I want to ask what happened to either of you. I expect a report by the morning."
Reno shrugged and then crouched a bit to let Ino slide down onto the platform.
Tseng continued looking at her.
...
"Are you hungry?"
He had no idea what to do with children. Feeding them seemed like a good start. It wasn't like anybody else here spoke Wutaian.
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Date: 2018-04-27 12:41 am (UTC)"That island," he muttered, and then looked at Reno. "Set her down. For the love of the gods, clean yourself up. I don't know if I want to ask what happened to either of you. I expect a report by the morning."
Reno shrugged and then crouched a bit to let Ino slide down onto the platform.
Tseng continued looking at her.
...
"Are you hungry?"
He had no idea what to do with children. Feeding them seemed like a good start. It wasn't like anybody else here spoke Wutaian.