Thread:Yossipossi/@comment-26242189-20170314073712/@comment-26821421-20170315021131

He gulped down... Whatever had come up, which seemed to be quite a lot, as there was a sizeable indent that crept down his throat with the gulp. Looking up, not to the igloo, but to look Emily straight in the eye, Bryon sighed. "Emily, could you please... Tell Dakota that I'm fallen ill and thusly will not be able to return to her?'

Ignoring the very formal way he spoke, he quietly muttered something under his breath, only audible because Emily had... Well, four ears. "Not like she's going to be caring..."