by Sarah | March 10th, 2010
The retreat takes her out of Marius’ reach, but the punch was rather half-hearted, or perhaps reflexive and partially pulled, anyway. He’s paying more attention to Thalia than Raven, anyway, so he doesn’t seem to be following Raven.
Raven sniffs. “You ain’t helping your cause by pulling your punches, you know.”
Thalia continues her approach. As she gets within speaking, rather than shouting, distance, she calls Marius’s name and he turns to face her, his hand moving to the hilt of his blade to ready his draw but not completing it.
Thalia glances at Raven, but is more concerned with Marius.
“This is going to end badly, one way or another. Either he’s going to stab her, or she’s going to melt his brain – which might be an improvement, come to think of it.
“Damn it. I am never making a deal with a fellow prisoner again.”