"It's easy to talk about cold toes and running off when you're hiding in a cellar all day shorty." Titania snaps. Sitting on one of the pallets she closes her eyes a moment and sighs. Taking off her shoes she tells the dwarf in a more muted tone, "We were six, we're now five." Trying to change the subject she asks the dwarf "What have you and your cell been doing for the resistance?"
A little of the despondency lifts from Dorn's face as he hears Areneth name the child Swain, and the faint traces of a smile tug at the corners of his mouth. He then immediately moves over to an unused pallet and stretches out on it, closing his eyes with a long, deep sigh.
A little taken aback by his venom, Summer was about to rip into the Dwarf but then decided to be the better person and let it go. Surely after the nights events everyone is a bit on edge. Pointedly ignoring Buron, she turns to Torrent, "Now that the child has been provided for, is there anything else we need to do tonight?"
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