Birdie watches, mouth agog, as little Primrose lays into Mithadan like one of Berúthiel's cats. "Boy, that Primrose is one tough cookie!" marvels Birdland. She smiles fondly, remembering that she was just like that, back when she was a little whatever-the-heck-she-is lass. But age has brought, if not wisdom, then the ability to play along, until the time when she can get what she REALLY wants.
So Birdland joined in the general rejoicing as Belin and Veritas nailed the location of the REG, using Mithadan's MEGPS. Let them rejoice. But when the time was ripe, she, Birdie, would step in and see that neither the red-headed who's-it, NOR the hanging-by-a-thread (Pun wright appears and issues another citation) newbies would have the wonderful, life-enhancing box.
"No one will harm the REG. NOBODY" swore Birdie silently.
For you see; Birdie loved the REG. Yes, she did.
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