Aarien grinned. "You really, really do. I don't know what it is. Maybe it's the beard. I don't know many men with facial hair. S'Hean and Elen men both go clean-shaven. I don't think an Elen man could grow a beard if his life actually depended on it. I'm babbling."
She leaned over the bar again, hooked up a bowl of nuts, and sat back down on her stool. "A merc and a doctor? That's kind of an odd combination, and yet... My mother's first husband was a mercenary. I never met him, I wonder if he had a beard... And she's the closest thing to a doctor we've got."
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