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[thereneverwas]

[For correspondence, private scenes, and anthrax.]

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[tadpoled]

[Tav laughs, leaning back on his cot for a moment.]

Impossible. None of my guards were half as good looking as you.

[thereneverwas]

[A laugh from deep in Barrow's chest-- that's the ticket.]

Damn right.

[tadpoled]

[Tav laughs again, there's always something charming about confidence.]

Quite confident, aren't you. [It's not accusatory, but perhaps some very light flirting.]

[thereneverwas]

S'pose.

[Rising to his feet, Barrow gently lets the cat jump down as he begins to get his things-- time to go be useful.]

I'm off, [he calls conversationally,] try not to kill anyone.

[tadpoled]

[Tav shrugs and offers a small wave.]

No promises.