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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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.