Hasir and Inigo sat against the cave wall reading two of the three books that Atala'd given them. After a few minutes, the argonian turned to the khajiit and sighed.
"You know what, Inigo? I think that your mother sold two deadweight fish for healthy ones." Inigo raised an eyebrow in concern. "What I mean is that she wanted us out of the way in order to go swim, catch fish, Hircine no what else... alone and unburdened by us. I think your mom is ashamed by you and doesn't take kindly to shacking up with an Argonian nor do she relish tthe idea of her son being with one."
Inigo stared at Hasir as if he'd been hitting by a stray arrow.
"Don't be ridiculous, my friend. My mom loves me and sees you as a good friend rather than a burden. No, I refuse to acceot such an outlandish accusation, think no more of this."
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