Hello, C'rin. He said.
"Hmmm, I think someone is in a better mood today." Cerin said, his mind not registering the honorific. "So, have you decided to get out of here and re-Impress?"
Yes, I have.
Cerin stared at him. "Wait, you're agreeing with me. That's not right."
Rigelth rolled his eyes. Not the smartest human, are you, C'rin?
"I resent that." Cerin said. "And why'd you call me C'rin earlier? The clutch hasn't even hatched yet."
Rigelth blinked. Your want of intellect is staggering. I have chosen you, C'rin.
Cerin blinked. "My what?" Then, what Rigelth had said finally registered. "Oh! Me, Rigelth?!"
Of course, you! That's what I've been telling you! Rigelth stood up. Now, can we leave? It's cold in here.
"I never did get why the abandoned sands are always in the coldest and darkest rooms."
Not again...
