King Elk Forest lift ev'ry voice and sing

While Delight was probably right, Queenie still had to protest his rebuttal. How d'you know? she asked with a casual roll of her eyes. His nudge sent her stumbling, but the young merc was quick to recover. There's all kinds of things out there. Not wanting to offend Delight, Queenie didn't remind him of how scrawny and physically-deficient he was, but it was the next argument waiting to roll off of her tongue.

Besides, she added, you're the leader. You have to have a bodyguard. Delight wasn't very good at this whole Morwinyon thing or whatever, but Queenie thought that he was doing an alright job. After all, only, like, one person had died, and he'd been old, anyway.