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Dotson shakes his head, "No," he says, then falls silent.

It's a lot harder than I would have expected to write a character like this that doesn't talk much. I keep feeling like I need to add to it.

Dotson looks down at Silarsha and grunts, "Yes, she treats me well," he says, patting the sword to indicate what he's talking about. "Dotson," he says with no explanation, simply standing and waiting as if this were a normal answer. He shifts a little from one foot to another, as if unsure in this situation.