Phantom Hollow cold ground

Reverie was pissed at him. That was nothing new. She hadn't even given him a moment to explain himself — but that, too, was more or less expected.

What he didn't expect was unfamiliar company. Immediately Sunspot tensed, hackles bristling a little already, and lifted his voice to carry over the sound of his sister's agitation: Look - rip me a new one later, alright? First - I wanna know who the fuck she is, Sunspot gestured toward the pale, scarred stranger. Some woman. Too nosy for her own good, he thought.