[Who could anyone thank for that? Someone who was long dead--who turned down the same gift to give it to him. He didn't like to think of it at a time like that. Sad distractions could do nothing but slow him down at a time like that. Ban popped his knuckles and offered Daenerys a sidelong glance as he began walking along the beach once again--approaching the crowd of Nalawi that had been readying makeshift weapons.
When they realized the threat was neutralized, they began to ease up. Even so, Ban threw a wave of irritation towards them that sent them scattering. He didn't feel like saving the same people anymore than he had to.]
Thank my greed.
[The stench of burning, salty carapaces did nothing pleasant to Ban's nose, but it did remind him of further issues that would have to be dealt with.]
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When they realized the threat was neutralized, they began to ease up. Even so, Ban threw a wave of irritation towards them that sent them scattering. He didn't feel like saving the same people anymore than he had to.]
Thank my greed.
[The stench of burning, salty carapaces did nothing pleasant to Ban's nose, but it did remind him of further issues that would have to be dealt with.]
Are you going to stick around here?