“Frix! Hey!” Swinn scrambled down from the tree and threw an arm around him. Frix tried not to wince at the pressure on his chest. Swinn broke off, and said, “What’s wrong? Something change?”
“No uh, they sent me to come back you up. Said you’d explain everything when we met up.”
“Really? I thought they were trying to be lightweight about it all. Mossa didn’t say anything about meeting you.”
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