[A stealthy getaway over spoiled cakes? Maybe if he were in a better mood he might have laughed at the suggestion. Even if some did manage to escape, he didn't accept the Queen's offer to chase pastry chefs through the alleyways of Draega.
He would come, if only to provide a cold glare or two to speed things along. Trailing a step behind Tyrion, Guts had no issue with letting someone else with more manners and social graces take charge of this. He'd dealt with enough villagers to know they were spooked easily.]
You really want to talk to them?
[Just slap the two with their fines and move on with it, he thinks.]
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He would come, if only to provide a cold glare or two to speed things along. Trailing a step behind Tyrion, Guts had no issue with letting someone else with more manners and social graces take charge of this. He'd dealt with enough villagers to know they were spooked easily.]
You really want to talk to them?
[Just slap the two with their fines and move on with it, he thinks.]