Stone Circle Why should I worry?

This time, Murdock wasn't sleeping, but was seeking Steph out in turn. He'd caught a little doormouse earlier that day, and had spent the hours since carefully breaking two of its legs so it would make a nice gift for his tiny friend. Not the most ethical use of his time, but something to do none the less.

Predictably, he ran into the girl long before he reached the den. Murdock wondered if Valette punished her for this sort of behaviour. Something told him that he certainly shouldn't be encouraging it, but that was the nice thing about her not being his kid - punishing her was someone else's job.

"Hey, Stephie! I gotcha a present," said Murdock, laying the doormouse at his paws. It made a feeble attempt at escaping, but he was quick to snap a paw down over its tail.