Sleepy Fox Hollow daunnes

mahler remembered all of them as children. it was particularly hard not to pull her closer, hard not to reassure heda. but how could he comfort her when he had been the architect of her current misery? and so he stared at the ground, ashamed, until she mentioned an injury and a 
a husband? why, she was barely more than a child herself! his gratitude toward duskfire faded somewhat, for now he truly was worried that there were overlapping situations here.
but the gargoyle had the presence of mind not to comment. he harrumphed and nodded, ears splaying at the girl's righteous anger. "go back to him. clean the vound. i am going to gather my supplies and then i vill meet you."
amethyst met gold for a suspended, tense moment.