Witch's Marsh Firework!

hurt blossomed faintly when he brushed aside her worry, though quickly she realized that certainly, she must be in the wrong - perhaps Engel was right to offer his slight reassurance and change the subject; perhaps it was nothing of consequence. still, he touched on Murdock again, and even though they had only recently spoken of him, she supposed he wanted to know how he fared beside their mateship. "he's good - he was kicked by a buffalo, though, and now he breathes ... funny, sometimes. I think he hurt his ribs, too."