Barrow Fields lay your weapons down

Seriously?? she snapped as she stopped to look over her shoulder at him. He looked almost genuinely dumbfounded at her statement, as if he didn't understand why he was rude. Maybe if he'd been angry she would've startled a bit, considering most wolves just ignored such statements or went off to feel bad about being badmouthed in silence. But he wasn't angry, he was just... seemingly genuinely confused. W o w.

Laurel rolled her eyes and said: You just walked away without even so much as a good bye. Yeah, sure, he'd warned her about wolves by some grotto, but that was basically it, and it wasn't like there was any proof of their horribleness so far either. I've been nothing but nice to you, and then you just act like a piece of worthless shit. Well, okay, maybe only in his goodbye-greeting, but Laurel just wanted to see how far she could push now. Apparently being scolded at behind his back did nothing to him, so might as well poke a bit further.