[Is he laughing at her over not knowing a word? Kesara would balloon with anger like a strange bird if he didn't have an excellent hat.] None of these words mean the same thing as the others, [she lets him know, gone a little tart.]
Who is this admin woman? I thought some bandit must have taken it, when they've trussed me up, because sugar really is much nicer than these things that I have in my bag now... [But come to think of it, that really makes very little sense.]
Of course everyone is kind if we're all fellow-prisoners. But mark me, if the Turcomans got us they'll come eventually, and who knows what they'll do, if they truly have the arts to make a marvellous machine like this...
[Which makes even less sense, but who knows? She has been told again and again how the heart of Serindia is stranger than all her imaginings...]
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Who is this admin woman? I thought some bandit must have taken it, when they've trussed me up, because sugar really is much nicer than these things that I have in my bag now... [But come to think of it, that really makes very little sense.]
Of course everyone is kind if we're all fellow-prisoners. But mark me, if the Turcomans got us they'll come eventually, and who knows what they'll do, if they truly have the arts to make a marvellous machine like this...
[Which makes even less sense, but who knows? She has been told again and again how the heart of Serindia is stranger than all her imaginings...]