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Ruiz has asked us to make sure the Heretic is secured on our nightly rounds. I do not like it, and when we check on him, we check in pairs – never alone.
The man is strange – he does not even acknowledge our approach, and still persists in weaving...
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Ruiz has asked us to make sure the Heretic is secured on our nightly rounds. I do not like it, and when we check on him, we check in pairs – never alone.
The man is strange – he does not even acknowledge our approach, and still persists in weaving strands of hemp into ropes. The man has made yards of it, but without purpose, for we have no need of it.
Still, if it occupies his time, and as long as his shackles on hand and foot remain fast, then I shall count our blessings that he no longer whispers in our Captain's ear – and I am sure Ruiz is the same. I often think about looping the rope he makes around his own neck to let him quietly choke in his sleep. I know the others feel the same.
Álvaro
