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I cleared my throat, for I had not spoken since we started our
climb that morning. "I think we're almost there. Look," I said,
pointing to what I believed to be the cave opening.
"You're just saying that because I suggested we stop!" Derek
barked without looking up, exhaustion making him even more
churlish.
"You know, Derek," Tasslehoff said shrilly, "people would be
more inclined to listen to you if you were pleasant, like Laurana or
Sturm-"
"Not now," Sturm warned the kender in a low tone.
"I'm sure Derek appreciates being told this," Tasslehoff
continued, unperturbed. "Flint once called me a thief. It was all a
terrible misunderstanding, of course, something about a bracelet.
Anyway, he explained to me that people might mistake my
motives, you know, think I'm a thief when I'm really just
protecting their interests. Now I know not to take it personally.
Derek understands what I mean," the kender finished confidently.
"NOT NOW, TASI" Sturm hissed, eyeing Derek's purple face,
noting his clenched fists.
"Yes . . . well. . ." Laurana coughed uncomfortably, perhaps
swallowing a laugh. "I think we'd better hurry if we intend to
continue."
Derek's hands slowly unclenched as he struggled for control.
With a grim glance at the oblivious kender, he turned and squinted
into the growing darkness, then continued up the cliff face,
practically jerking the rest of us along in his wake
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