[ Fortunately, Meiling can talk enough for at least three people, when she gets going. Being a guard for so long, you learn to be able to shoot the shit with anyone who so much as glances your way, because there wasn't much else to do. ]

I know, right? [ She sighed, spading the shovel again. ] At this rate, it's going to take me days, and then where is Miss Flandre going to play in the meantime?