Purpose

It was Lon’s tentative voice that broke the tension “I could use your help here Edre, guarding Mora. If you wouldn’t mind.”

The Hell you could. Disseus gave him a quick look. You're just trying to give her purpose in staying rather than defying me to go hunt.

Disseus stared at him shrewdly. Clever man.

“For you Lon,” She snapped before making her voice drip sweetness as she gave Disseus a purposeful look. “Anything.”

Disseus stiffened and gave her a sharp look. She made it sound like an offer.

Lon beamed, feeling as though he’d resolved the issue without bloodshed. He passed her a hunk of Almora’s leftover bread, as she sat.

“Thank you.” She murmured.

Leaning past Lon, she addressed Almora directly for the first time. “So, you know, I harbor no ill toward Dreads. And I'd have taken the bread from you. I was starving.”

Uh oh. Disseus spun on his heel and gripped the door handl