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"Of that I have no doubt," Perun said from the front of the wagon, "but I would wager almost anything that your motives are far more nuanced." Perun sat beside Kwyn at the front of the wagon. Kwyn drove and Perun navigated although that was more pretense then any thing given the speed at which they travelled. Kwyn, who in shape resembled Cytheria, wore simple brown riding clothes in stark contrast with theblue dress of Cytheria.

"Oh come now!" Reynard laughed, "As though motives are you speciality. I doubt you can even come to terms with your own motivations."

"There you go." Perun replied. "Your astute comments show you to be much more aware then you would otherwise want to let on."

"They are my comments Perun. If I was as astute as you think I am, would I not be more in control over what I said?"

"My argument exactly." Cytheria said.

"Mine as well Reynard." Perun added.

"I'm not involved with this conversation. But if I was Mr. Hat-In-The-Backseat, I would have to agree with the others."

"But wouldn't that be my game?" Reynard pleaded removing his hat and sitting up. As he sat up he could not resist a quick glance at Cytheria to ensure that everything was still in place.

"Really?" Cytheria said with another deep sigh before shaking her head.

"What?"

"On truth," Cytheria continued, "I wish it was oblivious or obvious given the alternatives."