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Pathris did his best to shrug as he floated. "I still think that I'll head back only to find that they are having the time of their lives in Pnay." He looked up at the moon and make a disgusted face. "And why would I want them to worship me? That would be an awful lot of responsibility and I don't quite have the ability to perform miracles. I'd hate to disappoint my loyal worshippers."
He continued to float even as Moralae decided to head back to the shore. Somehow, she managed to tow Pathris in as well, but he acted like he didn't notice. "You know, maybe you're right. Maybe they're not as bad as I thought." He paused for a moment before muttering, "Except Lurin. I don't know if I'll ever like that guy."
He followed Moralae onto the shore and looked at his drenched clothes. "Hmm... that's not such a bad idea," he replied to her "raid the clothier" idea as he did his best to squeeze water out of his clothes. "But maybe we should dry off first? I don't think sneaking would be easy all wet. Might leave a trace we'd rather not leave." He looked at her and smirked. "Might there be a shop that has candy treats here, by chance?"
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