"I guess I don't need to give you the brotherly talk about all the things
I'll do to you if you hurt my sister, then," Briar teases, seeing how
smitten Harry is. "I'm very creative."
Tris turns to warn him over a shoulder, with a sharp grin, "Lay a hand on
him and you'll find out how creative I am."
Daja and Sandry are waiting in the doorway to the inn, Daja with a bundle
of clothes in hand, Sandry reaching out to hug Tris. "How long were you
gone this time?" she asks as she pulls away, her gaze turning to the two
newcomers.
"About six months. Daja, Sandry, this is Harry and Silna."
Harry has to laugh at Briar's not-a-shovel-comment. "Believe me, there's no
danger of Tris coming to harm from me. And if there was, you would have to
join an orderly queue of others who would be out for my blood as well."
He greets Daja and Sandry with a little bow and a handshake, and as he's
saying how pleased he is to meet them properly at last, Silna smiles
anxiously and eyes the clothes in Daja's bundle. She remembers what Tris
told her about this woman, and perhaps that's part of the reason why she
likes her immediately—but there's also just something about her presence,
her air of competence, that Silna finds instantly reassuring.
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"I guess I don't need to give you the brotherly talk about all the things I'll do to you if you hurt my sister, then," Briar teases, seeing how smitten Harry is. "I'm very creative."
Tris turns to warn him over a shoulder, with a sharp grin, "Lay a hand on him and you'll find out how creative I am."
Daja and Sandry are waiting in the doorway to the inn, Daja with a bundle of clothes in hand, Sandry reaching out to hug Tris. "How long were you gone this time?" she asks as she pulls away, her gaze turning to the two newcomers.
"About six months. Daja, Sandry, this is Harry and Silna."
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Harry has to laugh at Briar's not-a-shovel-comment. "Believe me, there's no danger of Tris coming to harm from me. And if there was, you would have to join an orderly queue of others who would be out for my blood as well."
He greets Daja and Sandry with a little bow and a handshake, and as he's saying how pleased he is to meet them properly at last, Silna smiles anxiously and eyes the clothes in Daja's bundle. She remembers what Tris told her about this woman, and perhaps that's part of the reason why she likes her immediately—but there's also just something about her presence, her air of competence, that Silna finds instantly reassuring.