Jorick's eyes narrowed at Verchiel. "Did you want something or have you simply come to irritate us?"
Verchiel grinned. "A couple of things, actually. First, I wanted to make sure little Kately was all right, and second, that there were no hard feelings." He gave Jorick mock Bambi eyes. "You can't really be angry. I did keep her away from the bloodhound, after all."
"That's why I haven't killed you, but if you expect me to be grateful, you're going to be disappointed. If she hadn't been with you, then you wouldn't have needed to hide her from Senya!"
Verchiel c****d his head to one side. "Ah, come on. We both know that's not true. She'd have been here with Grumpyboots, who would have let Senya haul her off. And where would you both be now? You know what Malick wanted her for."
"Get out!
