How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis
Would they try to eat each other if there wasn’t a truce in place?
“Poor Kungen,” said Flossie. “He looks so sad.”
“Yeah,” I said. “He’s a bit of a downer, isn’t he? The whole place was rocking until he turned up.”
“He’s like the troll version of you,” said Claire.
“Really? We’re surrounded by monsters, probably on our way to get killed by the boss monster, and you still think now’s the time to put the boot in?”
“I’m not putting the boot in,” said Claire, looking a bit offended by the accusation. Which only pissed me off more. “I just mean you might be able to relate to what he’s going through.”