Don't worry, she won't be found. Not for a long time, at least.
[He maintains that level of pressure while he talks, unphased by Tristan's complaining. What's his is his. He'll do what he likes with it. Clearly it's about time his brother realised that.]
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[He maintains that level of pressure while he talks, unphased by Tristan's complaining. What's his is his. He'll do what he likes with it. Clearly it's about time his brother realised that.]
Hey, Tristan?