A small bark of laughter escaped Bernard and he stepped closer, eyeing the young man in front of him. "You're either very brave or very stupid, lad." He grunted, voice heavy with gravel. "Can't quite figure out which one, yet." Keeping mostly to himself, it had been a long time since Bernard...
Bernard couldn't help a snort of amusement at the boy's reaction, eyebrows raising. He didn't deal often with young ones - too many people to ask questions - and it had been a long time since anyone had dared to talk to him this way. "Words of wisdom, lad." He grunted, poking the boy harder...
For all the troubles he had had in Europe, Bernard had found it startlingly easy to settle in New Zealand. Having the Scitorari around to keep him concealed was a nice advantage, and he had to begrudgingly admit he ought to have looked into joining a likeminded group sooner. That said, he had...
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