[Bothari had seen Miles in states like this before, usually broken, somewhat bloody. Almost always self inflicted to some degree or another. The scowl deepens.
He jerks his chin towards one of the tents. (Was it there? If it wasn't, Miles would guide them around.)]
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He jerks his chin towards one of the tents. (Was it there? If it wasn't, Miles would guide them around.)]
Inside. I want to hear it.