The least he could do was afford them some privacy and bonding time after all the trauma of the night.Observing them from outside was like watching a ...ilent movie. Sayuri's face crumpled and tears streaked down her face as she picked up her daughter's hand and kissed it. And then she was nodding and talking, the other hand gently stroking Gwyneth's hair. The burden on his shoulders felt a little lighter, but the guilt still felt as black as tar in his chest. The only reprieve was that she was. If you didn't know my brother, you'd have thought he was faking it."What exactly did it say?" he asked me again.I told him again what it had said. He did something that listed every program on the laptop. He inspected every process running, and then checked the performance of the hard drive. He grunted a lot. He shook his head a lot. He frowned a lot."You did this to my computer, didn't you?" I accused.He growled that he most certainly had not."Then who did?" I demanded, not believing him."No. Washing, listening, she heard movement downstairs and knew they were still in the house. Where else would they be, with so much at hand and so willing? She climbed into the shower stall and closed the glass doors. Maybe they would, at some time in the future, go outside their own family circle for additional sex, but just now Betty could see no reason for even seeking variety.Variety was with them--three women of varying ages and sizes, three men different in appearance and imagination; the. Behind the throne, there was a humanoid that was tied up. The humanoid was still alive, based on the wriggling and struggles that the party could see.The party tighten their hold on their weapons, and walked forward towards the kobolds.“What do you want?” the old kobold said in Common. “You’ve already killed more than half of my people.”“Who is that?” Fender asked, pointing at the humanoid.“Her? She’s an intruder, just like you. Soon, she’ll be food, just like you,” the kobold leader replied,.