User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/Ask the Doc and his Family!/@comment-25808351-20180124030225/@comment-28358106-20180222010919

"Or perhaps you did, but will not say so.  Such is the speech of groundlings.  They say one thing, and mean another, and then, they still feel yet another way in their heart.  You are sorry?  Or you are not sorry, and wish to say different words?" Tirush tilts her head back as she looks at Adelhard.

"My wife is many things, Adelhard, but she is especially good at two things.  She can cut to the heart of the matter, and she can spot a bullshitter a mile away." Thomas folds his arms and leans back.

"Leagues, Danthe.  Leagues away."

"...Yes, well.  Regardless, if she---or I---wanted you gone, you'd be gone.  Take my word for it when I say that we're good at looking out for the interests of our daughters.  What we're trying to find out is if exposing Lucida to the privileged life of a young Duke-to-be will benefit or hurt her."

Partha seems to be satiated by the rough petting, but Typhon will have none of it. Clamoring for attention, he simply pushes into the pair snoot first, seperating them and rolling Marcus along like a log. Partha laughs boisterously as Typhon does his best to monopolize petting time.