Sawtooth Spire zusammenhalt

he blinked as the girl threw herself into the water. it was a genuine sign of surprise for the generally implacable mahler, and he tensed in preparation to drag her out if need be. 
but it was not necessary; the young one pulled herself dripping from windholme. he could not hide his disapproval, but it was a brief cloud that passed over his features and was gone in the next moment.
not disapproval for the yearling, but for her odd method that would surely only end with a half-frozen girl to tote back for wintersbane's care. perhaps amusement rose then, but mahler tamped it down, focused on what she would do next.
belatedly, he realized he had never gotten her first name.