Stone Circle I'm sick, down from the bones to the other side

Mae wasn't used to this kind of closeness. Uncle Arric was affectionate with her, and close contact with her brothers was merely a fact of life — but beyond that, she was not a creature of touch. She hesitated when Skáld moved closer.

But his presence was soothing, and the lack of shock or disbelief in his reaction settled her somewhat. It didn't make any sense, She admitted. She said I w-would die. Like her.

And I'd really rather not, Mae added, distressed.