Once they had finally left the environs around Fanghorn, the twins finally felt safe enough to venture talking again, and plied their driver and fellow passenger with questions, refusing to take any kind of obstruction or obtuse answer this time.
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"We dun seen'd 'nuff ol' timers-- You gotta tell us straight dis time."[/color] intoned Lily, with a rather pointed expression.
[color=f7941d]"--If'n our brudder done all dat, he musta had a reas'n, suh outs wit it!"[/color]
[color=ed145b]"No dodgin' dis time-- Why he o'er grow da damn roads--[/color]
[color=f7941d]"--An what da hell he do tuh 'at taown?!"[/color]

Their eyes seemed to glimmer with flashes of yellow-green in the twilight of the approaching night as the failing sunlight caught them just right, adding some intensity to their probing and forceful questions.

[color=ed145b]"Cedah ain't like dis-- Ain't like hims 'tall! He dun kills peoples!"[/color]
[color=f7941d]"What duh hells ya does tuh hims tuh makes 'im does 'at, an' whuy!?"[/color]