[Ugh, no, he's so sick of goats. He hunches his shoulders over his gem bags, like maybe if he tries really hard to be busy over here, he won't have to fight off goats again.]
What was that? You're still standing guard? Thanks a bunch, by the way, I owe you one!
[Here, Favaro and his bags are none too subtly trying to sneak off to another part of this mine...]
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What was that? You're still standing guard? Thanks a bunch, by the way, I owe you one!
[Here, Favaro and his bags are none too subtly trying to sneak off to another part of this mine...]