Otter Creek Save your breath, my brother

She held her tongue, as tension grew between the healer and the hurt. And since raindrop didn’t really know Anselm all that well, or Etienne, she couldn’t really chose a side to stand with.

“I wish I could.” She said, turning her head to Etienne, then to Anselm, “Etienne has done nothing but help you out. You’re hurt, and your story could have ended differently, had it not been for Eti and his healing abilities.” “The least you could do is listen to him.” She kept her voice cool but stern.

She became quiet once more, as she had said her piece. Whether it had any effect on Anselm, she didn’t know. But she knew for certain that there was something deeper going on between Eti and Anselm.