Tigerius Falco: "Shashara? I came by the tavern earlier. I brought you the book that we discussed the other day. I thought you might wish for a copy of your own."
Shashara: "This one is grateful for your kindness, Tigerius. Shashara cannot take your gift. This one... [breaks off, nearly sobbing, and exits.]
Tigerius Falco: [concerned, to himself] "Whatever could be wrong with the lovely Shashara? Usually she likes to talk about books. She's so pretty, and smart, too.
Tigerius Falco: [calling out as he exits] "Shashara, wait for me!"
