Shady

“Hey now.” He furrowed his brow but it was playful. “My brain is fully developed.” Gods help them all if this is where he peaked.

“He said he choked her but didn’t hurt her… so… I don’t know what that means, exactly,” Ky admitted. She was quiet for a moment. “I imagine she’s had worse; ...

He puffed up, proud that he’d gotten a few years in her estimation. “Twenty-five.”

Ky nodded. “Rönn said he heals super fast though and didn’t want medicine… but they still looked painful.”

“I wouldn’t know.” He shrugged. “Know how old I am?” Most people could usually peg him around his mid-twenties. He looked a little older but acted a little younger and ...

“Mm.” She sipped on her tea quietly. “Well… either way. I’m going to ask her not to attack Rönn again if she sees him again. It wasn’t good. She cut ...

“…Fair,” she acknowledged with a nod. “Maybe that’s where she was, then.”

“Shiiit.” He nodded. “Nice. That’s awesome.”

“You wouldn’t let me go in the tavern,” Ky pointed out. “And she’s only three days older than me.”

"How old are you?" he asked.

Ky wrinkled her nose. "Ew."

Aeron smiled a little. "Thanks."

"...I guess," Ky allowed. "But where would she be in the middle of the night? What's even open?"

"Why any of it?" she countered. "What business did she have wandering around in the dark? It's dangerous. Exhibit: Ronn... not that he's dangerous. But. Well. He could be. And ...

Aeron blinked and muttered, "Gods, I really need to get better at guessing ages..."