-I'm telling you, there's something fishy going on with that child – Iktan insisted one more time as they guided the large cattle of bison through the dark terrain along with Mondaveh, Golendhar, a large group of Midlanders on foot, and their herding dogs.
-He's just a kid – Sehira replied dismissively, spurring her horse forward – He is kind of weird, I'll give you that. But he's just a sweet, frightened boy in the end.
-I was injured… then I wasn't! – The former priest retorted stubbornly – I know what I saw! Why would I lie over such a thing?
-I'm not saying that, honey – She reassured him in a conciliating tone – It's just that… Well, until very recent times, you had always been terrified of engaging in violence… Maybe this was just your subconscious playing tricks on you and making
