“Chetta said something about her and Jaxx helping each other,’ he said, keeping his voice level. ‘Why do you talk like that, anyway?’ Chetta asked, ignoring him. ‘What’s wrong with saying “you”?’ ‘Who is “you”?’ Jaxx laughed. ‘You, Chetta? You, women? You, nobles? You, everyone-who-isn’t-Jaxx? Other houses speak sideways, think backwards, walk at angles. Goliaths talk straight and act true. Goliaths have no time for misunderstandings.’ He grunted. ‘Goliaths have no time.’ Chetta nodded. ‘And your apparent aversion to the word “I”? There surely can’t be any confusion about that.’ Jaxx shrugged. ‘Jaxx won’t live long. Jaxx needs his name to be remembered.”
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