"No, and you wouldnt be you if you did, that's for sure..."I thought for a second, "A Shand that actually cares what others think about him...interesting..."
I thought for another second, "You would! You'd be just like him!" I laughed, "How much do you think Pharris would hate that?! Another him walking around..."
"I'm more used to the whole stick your treasure in the sand routine," Shand shrugged. "That or under the bed, so I have to work harder to figure this sort of thing out..."
"Was that supposed to be some sort of a hint?" Shand asked, grinning and leaning in. "I mean, I can think of a million places that I would hide something like that..."
Shand rolled his eyes. "If it were me...I'd put it in a freezer...or a fridge... or down a chimney... or in the rims of somebody's car wheels... or more likely, in the ground...I doubt its any of those places."
"Well one fourth of a royal treasure is good enough for me," Shand said with a grin. "I can't believe I guessed that...we must be more similar than I thought." He made a face.
I laughed,"be careful about just how much you two are alike...Pharris and I don't get along... You know what, Pharris and alot of people don't get along."
"Because Pharris cares what others think," Shand folded his arms definitively. "Good or bad... that's his main issue. Aside from the overwhelming arrogance and obnoxiousness that hits you like the stench of rotten garbage when he walks in the room....other than that..."