Ravensblood Forest the tree who cried crimson

She had an air of confusion about her.
Did he confuse her?
The thought humored him, but he kept that to himself.

But she took him well enough, and he didn't mind her company for a bit.
Can't be worse than Nemesis tryna land some hits on him. He didn't care what she asked him to do as long as it wasn't putting his dick in her. That, for a start, was Donovan's job, so it seemed.

"Good plan," he complimented, turning and inviting her to talk and walk on his way.
"What you want to know?"