[Thrall he's pretty sure you're underestimating just how badly he's wanted to do something outside of the spire. "Nowhere terribly exciting" is still better than hanging out tinkering with things in the R&D headquarters, especially since he's hit a few new roadblocks in his thinking. He slows down so he doesn't crash, keeping a steady pace with his friend as he cranes his neck up to look at him.]
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Always. [A grin.] What kind of story?