[Blue's head tilts, trying to glean some notion of an image from those words. islands? spiced stew...]
Ah-- Sabriel...she made a stew the other day. Perhaps it is similar...to what you're speaking of? There may still be some left... [he nods over to one of the ice boxes.]
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Ah-- Sabriel...she made a stew the other day. Perhaps it is similar...to what you're speaking of? There may still be some left... [he nods over to one of the ice boxes.]