Saaria looked blankly at the skeleton.
  "I am good today. How are you?" She stated, beginning to sweat as she wondered if what she was saying made any sense. The old lizard had taught her some words, but she had apparently been overly confident with how much she actually knew. She fiddled with the sleeve of her robe uncomfortably, and began to avoid the gaze of the skeleton (If it had a gaze at all, without any eyes).

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