Joanne runs her hand through her hair, pulling out various tangles. Joanne's hair is fairly short, but she probably hasn't bathed in four or five days. "Yeh. You've really had it rough, kid. Maybe you'll have better luck sometime in the future. My luck ain't great, but least I have Kess. You..." Joanne looks down a bit sadly. "...you haven't got nobody, now that your sis is a voluntary."
Keshin then snaps control back to himself, rolling his eyes. "Sometimes she's almost intolerably sappy. The ships should be getting off the ground any day now. If for some reason there's a delay.." Keshin points off towards a more shadowy area behind a rock outcropping. "...you can demorph over there."
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Mar's voice gets a peculiar, silky tone to it. You could compare it to the purring of a cat. He then lightly strokes Elayne's hair. "No no, milady. For it is you who have done me a great service. You have been kind to me though you know what I am, and you have suffered many indignities as a result of your mistake."
Mar shakes his head. "What you did was foolish, but you may have been drunk. I would hope that you have learned to never reveal details about the future in the past, especially if they seem to interest someone."