Neverwinter Forest Twin fish

What could he know of how it felt to be a woman left to fend for herself? There was more than one way to be abandoned, more than a dozen ways to be endangered, more than a hundred ways she'd always had to fend for herself. What would a man like him know about that?

Seastorm trusted the bounty hunter to protect her health, her body, as he already had, but only for the value he saw in it. In all other ways the assassin was her own keeper. Maybe she preferred it this way — but what would a girl like her know about that?

I lost a fight.

Purposefully reticent now; her gaze fell to her feet and stayed there.