[ As it is, he can create anything he wants, anyway, and he doubts very much that wine from here with its oversaturation of Light would taste like anything other than ash in his mouth, but at least he has the presence of mind not to say it. ]
In a bell, then?
Tell me, what do you intend to tell your friends? Or do you not intend to tell them? Our little secret.
are there any foods their azem would have liked that world's most pathetic man could bring
[ As it is, he can create anything he wants, anyway, and he doubts very much that wine from here with its oversaturation of Light would taste like anything other than ash in his mouth, but at least he has the presence of mind not to say it. ]
In a bell, then?
Tell me, what do you intend to tell your friends? Or do you not intend to tell them? Our little secret.