[Gorthan takes a few, slow breaths as he tries to recompose himself. Certainly, showing this much emotion in this situation won't do either of them any good.]
I hope you are right, Zulf.
If I may ask... [He points to the string Zulf is holding.] What are you making?
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I hope you are right, Zulf.
If I may ask... [He points to the string Zulf is holding.] What are you making?