The Sentinels i.viii : who was given a pat on the back

It sounded. . .hmmm. Foreign, but also familiar in a way. Perhaps it was the sharpness of it that reminded her of Daedric, and she thought for an instant that this could be long-lost family--but that was ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous. Maegi instead nodded, casting away such fantasies and instead meeting his gaze.

Do you live somewhere near? she prodded, tilting her head. Then, after a pause where she re-evaluated just how much time she wanted to spend interrogating him: Do you know where the Redhawks live? I'm trying to visit a friend of mine.

If he even knew, perhaps he'd be cagey. He had supplied his name readily enough, though. . . (though it could have been a fake one) Gah. Why did everything have to be so difficult, these days? Was this growing up?