My thesis is this, i want you to believe. It had to have happened that one awful time about a month before you moved. Whis- tling sweetly, it descended and cleaved the washbasin as if it were butter. This was made even easier by the fact that there were several kender slaves working in the kitchens and even a few kender clerics, who came and went freely.
He knew before that you were just being polite.