Before Parlcha could answer, Dimm seemed to remember something, his whole body trembled, he turned and slipped into his cramped and narrow blacksmith's shop, bolted the door shut, and looked utterly shaken.,Angel shrugged, a smirk playing on her lips: "I don't know. I just figure it gives me more control.","Well, what if others misunderstand your intentions and you come in without speaking How would you open your mouth" Leon raised an eyebrow.。