Vervain
”Oh, I’ve no doubt he’ll find himself tumbling about with a bunch of teenage ruffians. Precisely the sort of colourful lot you wouldn’t want living with you,” Vai agrees with a musical laugh, settling back comfortably in her seat. ”But that’s exactly why I’m glad he’s taken to someone who might be able to remind him that it’s not all about betting each other who can get into the most trouble. His own age can be a terribly bad influence.”
And wasn’t that the damned truth. She raises her eyebrows with interest to hear that Sam has considered tutoring, the witch finishing her tea and setting down her empty cup. ”I think you’d be good at it,” she says warmly, though her expression drops a bit when Devrum is brought into the conversation.
”He doesn’t mention him much because he probably doesn’t remember him. Dev left when he was only a babe in arms.” She shrugs. ”He was... is... a force of nature. It’s the only way I can describe it. Wild as the woods, rough as they come. He’s a good man.”
And wasn’t that the damned truth. She raises her eyebrows with interest to hear that Sam has considered tutoring, the witch finishing her tea and setting down her empty cup. ”I think you’d be good at it,” she says warmly, though her expression drops a bit when Devrum is brought into the conversation.
”He doesn’t mention him much because he probably doesn’t remember him. Dev left when he was only a babe in arms.” She shrugs. ”He was... is... a force of nature. It’s the only way I can describe it. Wild as the woods, rough as they come. He’s a good man.”
