This can't go on

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Torin did his best to remain composed, but in truth he was very very nervous. He knew Frostbite to be a reasonable but loyal man, and those two traits could end up clashing here and he only hoped he wouldn't be forced to more dramatic actions here. His stomach was tight and he felt like he might be sick; he couldn't remember the last time he'd felt so uneasy, not even his challenge against Frost had made him feel this anxious.

He had little more time to think about though as he spotted Frostbite, the older man wagging his tail and smiled at him. Torin dipped his head in response. "Frostbite." He rumbled, watching the older man. "How have you been?" It was formality really, nothing more than small talk to try and ease them into the much heavier conversation they were going to have.