There’s a lot to digest here, that’s for sure, but you’ve got other food to… to also digest. Or you’ll get constipated.

Yea, the metaphor kinda ran away from you there, but you get the general idea! However TT feels about Lutza, the latter did offer you a job… and you’re betting they’re just about to set their trap!

Volk, you mutter befpre clearing your throat, can she come with you? Rather than respond immediately, the big gal turns her attention back towards the crying catthing!

“TT, sweetheart,” She coos, giving the girl another scritch behind the ears, “Are you gonna be alright on your own?”

“Yes...” She groans, rolling her watery eyes like an angsty teen. “Have a blast, you two…”

Yep, she’s still mad. Approaching Tzah-Tzie from the front, you kneel down to her eye-level and give her a reassuring smile! If it makes her feel better, you begin, you uh… you saw her instrument…

If that makes the Durher feel better, she sure doesn’t show it! Shifting uneasily from your right knee to your left, you reach forward and give TT’s bare knee a squeeze. It’s a long shot, you continue, but maybe you can set something up… maybe a proper ‘duel’ to get it back!

The Spinner hugs her tail close, a sour expression cemented on her face. “...Don’t hold your breath…”

With this tasty air? Wouldn’t dream of it, you reply with a nervous laugh! You’re unsure if that was supposed to be a joke or not, but when TT doesn’t laugh and Volka does, you take that as a cue to hit the road!

“Heheh…. Tasty air…”

Thanks for the backup back there, Volk, you sigh as you give the amazon a grateful pat on the arm. Seriously.

“Any time, Rook.” She replies as the mirth drains from her expression. “Hells, though… never pegged our little TT to be so…” Her face scrunches up as she desperately searches for the right word. Complex?

“Y-yea, that!” She confirms with a hasty nod! “Here I was thinkin’ she just didn’t like Lutza’s music…” Continuing towards the Leisure Cart, you get about a minute or two of silence before the Skog speaks up again!

“... didn’t wanna ask in the thick of things, but…”

You shoot the Skog a sidelong glance. But?

“TT said her sis married someone in ‘the same organization’ as some guy called Vhale…” She begins in a measured voice, “... and that she was engaged…”

You know where the question’s going, but you don’t bother interrupting.

“Is… was TT married-”

She hangs on the last word for a moment before letting the rest die in her mouth.

“... Hells, Rook.”

Yea, you sigh, Hells.

>CONTD.