He stiffened, as if I was a hissing viper threatening to sink my teeth into his neck. "What did he tell you?" he asked, and I heard a rare nervousness in his tone.
"Not much … considering someone made him swear not to." I gave him a glare. Glaring had quickly become my new favorite expression now, and I found it regretful that he couldn't see it. "But thanks to your recent training, Master, I'm getting better at solving puzzles day by day. You gave him a gift, and all of sudden, he had so many bad things to say about you … Does that not sound suspicious at all?"
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