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Div moodily accepted the fact that Isiri ONCE AGAIN ignored her suggestions AND her dramatic threats. She contemplated punching more walls as the thief bid Armored Blondie an entirely too friendly farewell. The man was squashing her creative expression!! There should be no friendliness there!! Div fought down her annoyance, something she felt like she was constantly doing with the morons surrounding her. Isiri was being nice to Mr. Legality, she was PURPOSEFULLY seeking out Bastard Incarnate, the entire drevvnik world was nuts.

She huffed and straightened slightly, preparing to be dragged by her tether from the hall protesting loudly the whole way, when she caught a glimmer of a wink from Isiri. With that wink the world was sane again. Div grinned wolfishly and hurried to keep up with her wonderful, rebellious, rule flouting, completely sane (mostly), bag stealing friend for life. "I never doubted you," she said stoutly, puffing a little at the pace. "But really now, some heads up would be nice. You're a great liar and all, and I'm sure that's useful, but I can't express to you the importance of communication! I mean, it's like I'm the only one in this relationship who's really talking!! I don't want to have to threaten haunting every time you're uncooperative! You NEED me! You can't just get all huffy when I give you good advice that you don't wan to hear. Cuz that's what I'm here for! You obviously are too gullible to be left alone in the decision process! I mean, Isiri!! He was gonna make you LEGAL!!" everything about the dwarf female was oozing earnest condescension as they walked. "I can see that we're gonna have to do something about this communication barrier," she said, uncharacteristically thoughtful. She got in front of the girl, so Isiri would HAVE to stop or walk right through Div, before delivering her pronouncement. "I think we need a code."