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I imagined Cei as the kind of English rugby player I used to know: mostly kind—if he thinks you’re like him; not stupid but lazy and willing to learn only when prodded; and (mostly) just this side of being an asshole but (almost) always very close to the line. Basically, a jerk but with some good points, and useful in a fight. I’ve spent a lot of time in a lot of pubs with men like Cei.
