[Pardon him for not wanting to stake his chances of survival on an undead cannibal.]
Ah.
[It's accompanied by a slight wince of sympathy. Is that why Bookman's hair is so scarce. Did it fall out from sheer fright. (If only you knew, Allen.)]
[ glancing down at himself ] I'm sure I haven't lost that much weight. [ with some morbid curiosity: ] How did those practice rides go?
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Ah.
[It's accompanied by a slight wince of sympathy. Is that why Bookman's hair is so scarce. Did it fall out from sheer fright. (If only you knew, Allen.)]
[ glancing down at himself ] I'm sure I haven't lost that much weight. [ with some morbid curiosity: ] How did those practice rides go?