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Leif: Th-Thån, stop . . .
Leif (thinking): Why is he threatening them? They’re royalty!
It’s an honor to be chosen by them. And it’s not like they’ll kill me! That would be so disrespectful to the embassy.
Imri: Shhhh.
Leif: Mmph —
Imri: Don’t interrupt when the non-food are talking.