Zhi leaned back, eyes moving to the sword and then to the arm that held it. Wariness stiffened and loosened the muscles in her own body. "Easy," she muttered.
The sword almost glowed in the darkness, catching moonlight from the window and reflecting it. It looked sharp to Zhi -- but then again, most blades did to her. She'd sure been cut by enough of them to treat all edged weapons with the respect they deserved, especially when someone other than her was holding one. Someone who was said to be competent with his blade.
"Look, I ain't got moren' a bell, an' in th'whole o'things yer not that important, so I squeezed ye in. Can't help it I'm boxed in by daytrippers," the last was muttered. "I'm workin' fer Thatcher -- Lady Grace, whatever ye reckon her as. Heard ye were threatened by one o' Tabart's boys. I need t'hear th'details."
Her eyes were drawn to the blade. "Wi'out th'naked steel, thank ye kindly." Her voice was dry enough to catch fire.
The sword almost glowed in the darkness, catching moonlight from the window and reflecting it. It looked sharp to Zhi -- but then again, most blades did to her. She'd sure been cut by enough of them to treat all edged weapons with the respect they deserved, especially when someone other than her was holding one. Someone who was said to be competent with his blade.
"Look, I ain't got moren' a bell, an' in th'whole o'things yer not that important, so I squeezed ye in. Can't help it I'm boxed in by daytrippers," the last was muttered. "I'm workin' fer Thatcher -- Lady Grace, whatever ye reckon her as. Heard ye were threatened by one o' Tabart's boys. I need t'hear th'details."
Her eyes were drawn to the blade. "Wi'out th'naked steel, thank ye kindly." Her voice was dry enough to catch fire.
