Does your ma know you're this silly?" she demanded tartly. He nodded, comically sad. "The few gray hairs she has on her head are my doing. But" — with an exaggerated change of mood — "I send her plenty of money, so she can pay to have them dyed!" "I hope she beat you as a child," Onua grumbled.

Well, label me very impressed and ship me to Carthak!

I will tell the stork-man.

We're on a hunt, Cooper. When you're on a hunt, you do whatever it takes.

Dreadful sorry mistress. Ma always said I was too silly to die

This may be my only chance to see humans before these two are made into fertilizer for Moonwind's rosebushes.

"I'm sorry," she said humbly. "I haven't wanted to lie to you." "I should hope so. You're the worst liar I've ever met." He thought about it for a moment, then added, " - or the best. Now I'm all confused.