[Devero looks for a moment startled by the sass, and then he laughs. He has a big, booming laugh that fills this deck of the kitchen car.] Can't argue that, now can I!
He doesn't? [Right after he says that, though, Devero thinks back to the skill with which Inigo dances-- and his utter conviction that he's terrible.] --Actually, I can believe that of him.
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He doesn't? [Right after he says that, though, Devero thinks back to the skill with which Inigo dances-- and his utter conviction that he's terrible.] --Actually, I can believe that of him.