Rising Sun Valley the knife's edge

Bazi hadn’t expected him to look so.. severe. He looked healthy enough, but his eyes were dull, like polluted water, and the undecided expression on his face made him look tense and uncomfortable. The girl he faced certainly looked deflated, but mostly calm - her heart thumped like a lone drummer at a funeral; even and slow. She no longer had any desire to fling accusations, and unless someone from Swiftcurrent betrayed her, Jace would never know those thoughts had ever existed.

”You’re in the Sunspire,” she stated dumbly, tail grazing the floor. There was no mention of the recent intrusion by Njal and the Creek wolves that had gone with him; that was business, and this meeting was personal. There was an undercurrent of anger in his hard gaze that made Bazi wonder if he blamed her for what had happened. That thought created a little bubble of anger in her chest, but the Creek girl suppressed it with a hard swallow.