Wheeling Gull Isle trilipa

ensio suffered. bartholomew approached. heda bumped him again. "he's coming. uh, bartholomew. he can tell you — everything about us." her voice was a bit rushed, and when she glanced toward the shaggy, oncoming man. 
"this is ensio." her voice was steadier than she had expected. "i lived with him since — before atautsikut. he's — been through a lot. i was just offering the island for him to rest a while."
was that what god would have wanted? heda glanced toward her mentor.