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[inthetapestry]

Kevin is sure that what Galadan is saying is very important.

. . . no, really. Honest.

But it's an awfully nice day, and the sun is shining, and . . . hey, look at that butterfly, over there, that's kinda pretty, with the wings, and -

Look, it's just not the kind of day when it's easy to focus on your cousin trying to tell you something about battle tactics, even if your cousin is also your overlord and one of the most dangerous beings on Fionavar.

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[wolflord_andain]

Galadan raises his eyebrows.

"I am not in the habit of offering my people protection, Kevin. Least of all from each other."

He might do well to remember that.

[inthetapestry]

From what Kevin's heard, Galadan's not in the habit of taking them off and offering them helpful training sessions, either.

Kevin restrains the impulse to point this out, and says instead, breezily, "I know. But no one's ever quite sure what you're going to do."

[wolflord_andain]

"That is hardly coincidental."

The chances of Kevin being free to frolic in the underbrush any time soon are rapidly disappearing over the horizon.

[inthetapestry]

"I know that, too. Predictability," recites the young andain, "isn't good strategy."

[wolflord_andain]

"And as a demonstration of that -- follow me."

Galadan gives no more warning than this before he fades from view and disappears.

Kevin will have to be swift to catch up -- swift and clever, both, for there are many other worlds than this, first and fairest of all.

And they all have their lessons to teach.

Too bad Kevin is a terrible student.