Still feeling as though he wasn't supposed to be there, Herlion replied: "Nice to meet you, Matau. I am Herlion," though he stuttered a bit as he said the words.
The man seemed friendly, if looks could be any judge, so Herlion relaxed slightly into a chair, though he must still have looked as though he were ready to jump out at any point. For lack of anything else to say, he asked, "So, where do you come from?"
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"Glue... very powerful stuff."
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