‘ you’d be the one squawking if your eyes
got plucked out. ’ a shrug, and a slight
shifting away ; reflexive, more than anything,
in misliking of the proximity.
‘ to the middle of none of your
fucking business, that’s where. ’
He was better off to ignore the
strange utterances of this lass. For
his pride, more than anything.
“I believe by law you are obliged to tell
me. If you haven’t noticed, you’re in the
company of a patrol guard, an esteemed
knight of the nearby kingdom. So answer
to me, lest you wish to answer to the king
in my stead."
