Worry About Anything Else  

The slow sound of clapping pulled me out of my thoughts about the Rein and the Priest. I was having a hard time trying to figure out the relationship between the two of them and I how I could play that to my best advantage.

But I guess Vu'tuip needed to make his grand entrance known.

"Hello, my pretty bird. I have to admit, you aren't like what I expected," said the male, his voice low and rough as if he had been smoking three packs of cigarettes a day since birth.

"Should I be happy or upset that I didn't live up to your expectations?" I asked, my eyes still closed as I leaned my head against the far back bars of the cage. It was pressed right up against the back wall of the cavern, so it wasn't the most comfortable thing in the world.

But I've put up with worse.