LENTHIC: Good morning …
LENTHIC: What? You look like … I don’t know. Something on your mind.
PONTAGAR: Oh … nothing important. I just … did you see Cirina dancing last night?
LENTHIC: My eyes were on someone else.
PONTAGAR: Yeah, well … what do you think of her?
LENTHIC: What, do you think she’s prettier than me or something?
PONTAGAR: Heh -nobody is, Lenthic. I just feel kind of … bad, somehow. Not sure why.
LENTHIC: Oh gods, Pontagar, she’s just a woman, not like she was someone we have to care about. She’s not even Fire Tribe. She’s visiting from the Bear Tribe or Wolf Tribe – something like that.