Swiftcurrent Creek Watch them sharpen those teeth, crude from the walls of no sleep

"if he does anything so egregious i'll — well. he will understand what i can do." and his eyes flashed a reminder of tybault that passed, and he held her close. "this is our home. he is a guest." and lestan lifted his chin, trying to encourage her.
many things were about appearance. he and reverie must now try to look the picture of competence after so many demands upon those around them; it was a cruel thought but he wanted to be self-sufficient, he and her and blossom.
"i'll call him back now?" the mayfair suggested, drawing back to find her eyes with his own.