Qeya River a big shadow cast by a tiny tree

Sadey didn't move. She knew well how stubborn the jackass was. And she herself too. Too stubborn and to spiteful to ask for a kind touch when it were needed.

She scoffed. The truth I reckon. Or at least a sembalance of it. He knows your habits Briggs. Don't gotta tell em you went and fell for the firebrand.

Sadey shrugged. Loyalty I guess. And maybe I hate yew just a little less than I did yesterday. Don't question it so much numb nuts.