Part 337: Panne C

*Sigh* One pot of honey, and that's it. This is barely going to last three days, and I just ate my last candied fig this morning...

Gaius?

That you, Panne? What can I do for you?

What are you doing here? I rarely see you man-spawn clambering on sheer cliffs.

I was collecting hon- Er, that is to say, I'm here on a... mission.

Yeah, that's right. A very important and dangerous mission.

Oh.

I can tell you're impressed, Whiskers. Don't try to hide it. You're thinking, "Crivens, this must be a brave and agile man, to be-"

Your dexterity would be below average among the Taguel. And do not call me Whiskers.

Below average, eh?

I admit, when I saw you at a distance, I thought you might be one of my kin. Perhaps a particularly clumsy friend who managed to hide among these rocks. But it was a fool's hope.

Yikes. When you say that, I feel kind of bad for clambering around up here.

It is all right. You did not know.

But uh, before you go...

Yes?

...You know a good way of getting down from here?

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