Blackfeather Woods [m] you don't want to hurt yourself by looking too closely

You're not going anywhere. Her voice slices the air sharper than anything he's ever heard before. He stops in his tracks.

Maegi's demands are justified and he wilts to the sound of her voice. The echo dies out and he doesn't know what to say. He shrugs at first, but knows that's not enough. Mou has been thinking about this ever since finding their patient and he's not sure what to do next.

Why not just leave her be? Maegi wants to know.

No! Mou snaps back and his voice, usually so unclear, fills the space and rebounds off the walls. He winces back from it like a cannon blast and tries to explain himself. Its dark in here, so he can't exactly mouth the words this time.

Wash try to finks her! She caw me Screeh, she sah — fren, we fren! I wan hell her an — an Sithis say — purple flowa, he was getting flustered, but he did his best. All the same, Mou couldn't look at Maegi while he spoke to her and found his eyes trailing along the dirt floor.

M'gee, pees, I dedden mean et.