ten feet under and upside down

I'm super excited to play them together (I imagine they'll have lots of time together if she's his thrall).

His name was a mouthful; she wondered how often he threw it around. Saskia gave a nod to the rest of his words, squeezing her eyes shut for a moment so that her gaze did not linger upon him. His tone was arrogant. She didn't like it, but there was no other way to survive this situation except to do as she was told. "Yes. I swear myself to you, on.." she swallowed the lump in her throat, "my life."

If she was his thrall, that meant young Saskia could not continue her search - but maybe a break was necessary. She had come this far, so the wounded man she had set her sights upon must not be far. He could even be part of this bay pack. 'No point in thinking about that now.' But she was suddenly homesick. "Do you.. Require something of me, or can I find somewhere t-to dry off? Get warm?" Her eyes narrowed as she asked, but only for a split second (as if she couldn't see him for the rain, when really, she didn't want to look upon him at all).