Qeya River but i hear them now, inhale the clarity

she let him assume whatever it was he wanted to assume at the expense of additional information. she didn’t know there was another healer among them, nor did she know that a bargain had been struck for his services. whoever this sick wolf was, it wasn’t anselm — taking care of him was her job.

that’s okay, she said, inhaling as if she were drawing from the tail end of a long cigarette. i don’t really know, either. and she’d leave it at that, for it would not be long before they got to where they were going.