The Sunspire sister datura

Most of what she said didn't register much with him, though it fascinated the young man nonetheless. He listened with slightly-bated breath, and cocked his head slightly at the description of the gender hierarchy.

So you're used to being in charge, Hex replied, his tone serious. I can listen.

He had listened most of his life; it was the role he felt most comfortable falling into.

Want a drink? he asked, abruptly changing the subject. He made a beeline toward the spring-rock, toward that glittering spray of water from the mountain. There's fresh water nearby.