IX"ONE THING I DON'T UNDERSTAND, Trimble." I was talking English again. It helped me keep focused. Such a slow language. It was no small wonder how humans ever...
"I don't understand much about you and why you're here. Like the chicken-and-egg thing - did you come to find me, or were you here and that attracted a troll, or what?"
"A little of both, in all honesty." Trimble scooted back on the bunk so his back was against the same wall as mine. Then he pulled the pillow up to go under his knees. That leg must be hurting him again.
I had to smile at this. That action made him a little more human. And I was fine with that.
Trimble explained, "You see, the word came down that something or someone was affecting things here. In a good way. So I was sent to find out what was happening. And th
