Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20191228054644/@comment-33229352-20200120072200

"Please don't kill me," the villager begged. "I have the best grain here! The finest bread! Well, it's all burned now but..." he continued to babble about his agricultural value, not shushing at all.

Figura shut his eyes and rubbed the scar on his nose. "Stupid, idiot, reckless kid," he muttered. "I'm supposed to protect him, but half the time I have to save him from all his altruistic self-sacrificing martyr instinct. I'm gonna kill him when he wakes up. Maybe then I can actually get a good night's sleep." he opened one eye and looked at Wind Weaver. "That was a joke."