“Why do they have to stay here, Tantoo. You know I don’t do well with visitors…”
Rodney gave a pleading look at the woman at the range, but she only smiled at him and continued stirring a pot of savoury stew.
There was a snort from the large wooden kitchen table and Rodney turned around with a glare.
“Face it, Bitt8lo, you don’t do well with humans, full stop.” Tidesso chided without looking up from the leather he was tooling on the table.
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