Stone Circle there'll be plenty enough room in jail

His shoulders slumped visibly with relief, and she was secretly glad he hadn't said anything touching, she felt oddly drained already. Or, perhaps, that was merely her exhaustion rearing its head. She dipped her head in agreement, not exactly warm, not yet, she couldn't adapt as quickly as her brother did, nor was she as sensitive. But civil, and her tone was even as she said, "tomorrow, then. I'll meet you here." She regarded him once more, a small smile fluttering briefly on her lips, wondering at the brother she had never seen grow up. And then she twisted on her heel and was gone, slinking through the trees in search of prey and a place to rest for the day. She felt that she deserved it.