“Why did you come?” Gaia asked, passing over his shirt. “I wanted to see you,” he said. “That’s all? No problem with the crims or anything?” It seemed like so long ago that he’d left the crims to come into the village to find her. He fingered his shirt, which was all but dry. “No. Just you.” “You’re awfully untalkative for a guy who came all this way to see me,” she said. He glanced up again, seeing the concern in her eyes when she smiled at him. His loneliness began to thaw. “You were amazing in there, you know,” he said. She shook her head, turning his hat in her hands. “I hope I didn’t boss you around too much. I can get a little single-minded.” “Hardly at all. ‘Take yer boots off and git yerself in here,’” he drawled.”
Book:Ruled
