Now done looking after Lares, whose cuts were many but shallow, Jules shook his head and wiped the blood from his eyes. "I did something rather daft."
Yarrow raised her eyebrows when he didn't continue, and then Lares spoke. "He told your sister to go feck herself."
Jules had never actually seen someone's eyes bug out before that moment, but that was exactly what Yarrow's were doing. "You did what? Sweet Aradia, man -- you've got some serious eggs in you, you know that?"
"That or no brain," he said, knowing she was thinking the same thing.
"Well, shite, Jules. I was going to travel alone but it looks like you'll have to tag along now. Can't leave you here to die." She grinned, clapped him on the shoulder, and headed off down the hallway, where he saw a few bags and a cloak on the floor
