by Moto Butaj on Tue Apr 25, 2017 9:20 am
Butaj's heart dies a little at the scene. The leaders he cares for so much, he trusts so much, in an open and aggravating discord. It almost squeezes tears from his eyes. Crestfallen, he bids Kitaku farewell, then turns to Khulun.
"Whatever it is, was there really no way for you two to try to agree?"
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