And I hope if everybody runs, you choose to stay
Sitting back on the wet ground, with water streaming down her face and dark hair plastered to the side of face and neck, there was very little about the girl that spoke of divine origins. Unless perhaps that kindness in her smile, and the warmth of sympathy in bright blue eyes was what gods were all about.
"Very poorly," she replied. "I trust you to find the biggest, meanest thugs in all of Torchline for us. And then we'll level them by kicking in their knees." Since Locke had bad luck with his punching.
Her expression turned into one of puzzled thought as he explained about the bone. "That does sound interesting," she admitted. "Are you not going to keep it for yourself, though? I am sure Frey would help if you asked them." Then her eyes narrowed at Locke, in playful suspicion. "Where did you say you got that thing, again?"
"Very poorly," she replied. "I trust you to find the biggest, meanest thugs in all of Torchline for us. And then we'll level them by kicking in their knees." Since Locke had bad luck with his punching.
Her expression turned into one of puzzled thought as he explained about the bone. "That does sound interesting," she admitted. "Are you not going to keep it for yourself, though? I am sure Frey would help if you asked them." Then her eyes narrowed at Locke, in playful suspicion. "Where did you say you got that thing, again?"
Seren
