Sun Mote Copse Dear Daddy-Long-Legs

"When did you get this good?" Wraen asked and at the same time fought hard not to fall asleep. The one time Arcturus showed a spark of literary genius and she was on the verge of being the worst audience possible. When would another moment like this come?

"Will he beat Rau senseless?" her question was followed by mighty yawn, then another one. "Don't bother, you are not boring, my brain's just acting up," she told him with an apologetic smile, raised to her feet, shook her coat and then sank back to her belly again.