you look like yourself

Oh, my tongue's the only muscle in my body that works harder than my heart The conversation wound down at last. The leaders bid him farewell; Korri nodded wearily to each of them, his thoughts spinning but unable to gain any traction. "Thank you," he heard himself say. "It was an honor to have met you. Both of you." He blinked after them as they left: Roscorro massive and heavy, Rixen tall but more lithe, almost graceful. Then, slowly, Korri's head turned toward Kiada. He felt as if a year at least had passed since their conversation in the Portal. "I think I'd be happy to take whatever happens to be nearest," Korri responded. He was likely to fall asleep on his feet if they stood any longer. His tail flicked once before he picked up a steady pace after her, head hanging and ears loose. "I don't take up very much space," he added, not sure if he was joking or trying to apologize. He was, anyway, glad to be somewhere of relative safety, in the company of those who seemed — if not trustworthy — at least not insane.

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