See? Even that little girl has had enough of it, in order to follow the Thief's gamble. She wagered the Seer knew the Thief knew all this time. Settle down, gentlemen. There are many outside factors and influences tugging and pulling these relationships in different directions, and unlike humans who have very orderly, simple, straightforward romantic relationships without exception, trolls exist in a shitty predicament, doesn't it Crowbar. No boss, he supposes not. There he is. You never understood what Caveney's relation to Anderson was, or why you looked.
CEB: oh, it is a complete ignoramus.
CEB: he is bringing!
CEB: um...
CEB: dave's bro in the weird frosting on the line...
CEB: jaspers??
CEB: nice!
CEB: a distaction, perhaps?
CEB: i need to stop it, if it worked.
CEB: let me talk to rose?