Swiftcurrent Creek bayou

"yes! i do!" lestan's nostrils pinched as though he were a finely bred horse. "look at you! if — if you're all half as injured, then maybe you will listen. besides, you have someone they want." he did not think the man meant to keep the girl, seeing as though he and the big fighter had left her by the creek.
"we both know she needs to stay, at least till she's healed. and they might come back before that. so —"
lestan swallowed;
"i have a vested interest in stopping more bloodshed." he looked pointedly at the man. "especially if i have a relative here."