[Xanth sees Ironhide's missing seat and remembers. He touches the remaining fibers, still torn and frayed from his frantic cuts, and feels a pang of guilt. But he had to do it; it had been an order. Orders from Ironhide are not to be disobeyed.
(And if he hadn't taken it, he very well may not have made it to the Shore.)
Unless Ironhide tries to start conversation, Xanth will remain quiet until they reach the library.]
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(And if he hadn't taken it, he very well may not have made it to the Shore.)
Unless Ironhide tries to start conversation, Xanth will remain quiet until they reach the library.]