( the glance up from what she's doing—measuring two fingers of whiskey each into the dumpy looking mugs she's arranging their chocolate into—is fleeting, but she knows that look well enough not to need more than a glimpse at it to say, )
I knew you would.
( she holds a mug out to him, and toes one of the over-sized cushions on the floor in his direction; the loft is too small for her to have considered anything like armchairs, the rug in front of the fire is plenty enough to sit on. nicer than some places they've sat together, in the past.
she sits, once he has his mug. pushes her sock feet as close to the hearth as they can safely get. says, ) I've found his sister. The one he was looking for.
( that, bede had not advertised so widely; tsenka veered back and forth between respecting the sentiment and sullenly complaining to marcus (and to him, when she wanted to be cruel) that they'd all lost family, and hadn't they got enough of it now? what could he possibly need with some ordinary woman who'd never know what they'd been through together, and might be dead? might have passed him on the road since, neither of them knowing. )
Jone, ( before he can either ask or actively lose interest in being told. ) The enormous sword woman. It's her.
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I knew you would.
( she holds a mug out to him, and toes one of the over-sized cushions on the floor in his direction; the loft is too small for her to have considered anything like armchairs, the rug in front of the fire is plenty enough to sit on. nicer than some places they've sat together, in the past.
she sits, once he has his mug. pushes her sock feet as close to the hearth as they can safely get. says, ) I've found his sister. The one he was looking for.
( that, bede had not advertised so widely; tsenka veered back and forth between respecting the sentiment and sullenly complaining to marcus (and to him, when she wanted to be cruel) that they'd all lost family, and hadn't they got enough of it now? what could he possibly need with some ordinary woman who'd never know what they'd been through together, and might be dead? might have passed him on the road since, neither of them knowing. )
Jone, ( before he can either ask or actively lose interest in being told. ) The enormous sword woman. It's her.