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"I've given Flish the list already, it's mainly antidote ingredients," Al'ika reminded him. "There's not much I can do. Besides, I'm on a water and juice diet when it comes to drinks. No ale, no beer, no mead. . ."
 
"I thought you might have thought of something else with nothing but me to occupy your mind," he said, "Although I am glad I got to tell you the story of your family."
 
'Edioz left and came back with two books filled with Flish's circular charts and diagrams. "I can't make heads or tails of it, but see what you can do," he said, sitting down to smoke something that certainly came from Issak's stash.
 
Edioz finished his pipe and began practicing his banjo, letting her piece through the swamp of information.
 
Edioz hung up his banjo. "Are you staying here tonight or is someone going to stay at the house with you?" he asked.
 
"Mine it is then," he said, getting her a change of clothes and carrying her to his hut. He sat her down in a comfy chair and got together a bed that was set for a much different kind of girl.
 
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