Whitefish River And as the sky's falling down,

keeping certain things vaguey

Orlaith was right, Riley had kept a low profile in Kaistleoki, though the same could not be said for elswhere.

Presently, he was picking at the corrugated surface of a flat stone when he heard someone approaching. It was dark, and with recent events all too fresh in his head, Riley couldn't help but feel an involuntary shiver snake up his back.

Once he realized it was Orlaith, he settled -- but not before he idly flicked one of the pebbles at her with a subtle grin.