little mink could out last him , but he had to catch him before he got to the village . the smith bent and picked up his cloak . he nodded , keeping up with her on the steps . not as long as we 're together . my legs were under me , but i could n't feel them . he was willing to bet she had either a plastic bag or a rubber mat in there so that she did n't put the dirty treads on the rug . just a little f**king baby , you medieval f**ks ! '' 