"Looks like we won't be going hungry for awhile." Dementa said with a chunkle when she saw Svag drag the two dead paramites in. "I was wondering what made those gunshots, now I know."
She cocked her head, something was bothering him. It was slight and hard to see, but it was there.
"You look a bit disturbed Svag." She said quietly to him as she started a fire, "Is something wrong?"
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