Blackfeather Woods Sink in the river the lessons I learned

A simple name was received, and then followed-up with a family name that he did not recognize. It was more complex than the given name, he'd noted, but very little time was wasted upon making said observation. Besides, he had other things to focus on, such as the incomplete statement. There'd been a but, though nothing had come after it. Rather, it'd been pushed aside altogether, a request taking its place. Xan wanted to look past it, to forget than anything had been said, but he'd quickly discovered that he just couldn't do that. "Finish what you were going to say," had been said instead of a dismissal. It bothered him, the idea that someone might be trying to keep something from him, and so he'd refuse to release Seff until that feeling no longer nagged at him.

"You can go after you finish whatever you'd started to say," he'd stated, once again prompting the other to spill. Even if it wasn't something necessarily important, the yearling felt that he needed to know; he also just couldn't have his menial believing that it was fine to keep things from him.