Pal's sent me for you—he knows you, but you mightn't remember him.'
I seen our other pal lay in HIS stock of old rusty second-handers.
He had just taken it for granted his pal had been through an experience the same as his own.
Surely his pal was not falling in love with this Theronian empress!
It was clear that Phaestra had wanted his pal, needed him—come for him.