Chapter 383: The Problem with Dwarven Towns
“Those four are going to be up all night,” Tanila informed Max as she snuggled down into his armpit. “I can’t remember seeing Fowl ever smiling that much in a single day.”
“You know what would be better?”
“What?”
“A longer bed,” Max replied. “My feet are touching the end, and I know yours would hang off if your leg weren’t draped over mine.”
“Is that a complaint?” she asked.
“Oh no, I’m just saying one doesn’t think about the size difference between the races sometimes. Poor Cordellia must be curled up in a ball to fit on that bed they gave her.”
A finger poked him in the side, and he could sense Tanila’s jaws clenching.
“Please tell me you’re not talking about how another woman is sleeping while I’m here lying next to you.”
“Have you noticed that Fowl has gotten smarter since we got here, and I’ve become an idiot?”