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Sarah nods and says, "I see. Uh...She seems to like me, huh?"
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"That, I would be disappointed if you didn't pick up on."
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Sarah snorts and replies, "Uh-huh." She sighs and looks nervously at Volka, asking, "Promise you won't tell her what I'm about to tell you?"
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"Oo, juicy." She looks around, pulls Sarah to a corner of the room. "I promise. What's up?"
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Sarah looks embarrassed as she follows Volka and says, "I, uh...I don't really know but I think I like her too? Like, I've never...Y'know...Liked a girl before, but Waya is just so...She's beautiful and she's so effortlessly cool and..." Sarah trails off, looking hopefully at Volka to understand what she means.
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"Sure," Volka nods, reaching behind a couple of large books on her shelf, and producing a hidden stash of jerky. "Now, this military of yours, what do they think about girls liking girls?"
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Sarah blanches, "I hadn't even thought of that...I honestly don't even know."
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"Well, whatever the case, I got yer back. Waya's good people, and she's also a good doggo, but I don't know your company, so I can't give you advice there. But you need support, me." He holds her bag over. "Jerky?"
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Sarah nods and says, "Sure. Thanks, by the way, for helping me out with all this," as she accepts the bag.
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"No problem. I'm all about recruiting cool non-weres like you, over becoming a sorority of chaotic evil villager-killers like the Il Aluk chapter. Oh, I'd advise against going to sorority events hosted by... pretty much any school in Ravenloft."