Deserter 20 realized the four of them had stopped walking. The three goblins were staring at him.
“20,” said Red Dave in an apologetic tone. “We need to talk.”
“Yeah I’d actually been meaning to ask you guys when you thought we might get out of here anyway. Been a long day for me. Shot in the head and heart before noon, reborn in these woods. Haven’t eaten since breakfast. I haven’t seen you guys eat either. We should get something to eat!”
“That’s sort of what we wanted to talk about,” said Thomas.
“Oh OK, so this is like all of you want to talk to me. Not just Red Dave.”
“Yeah this is like a conversation between the goblin community and the human community as represented here.”