If Kreyu HAD feathers right now they would be a bit less puffed up after what Skellig does. "Thank you, love," she says quietly. "They ought to have known better when I said you were my husband, but some of them might be hard of hearing."

She takes the other chair and sits gracefully.

Elihu smiles at his little sister. "I wanted to have a look about before I called upon you, and then I happened upon Skellig near here," he explains, tone serene.

The anger is fading into irritation at her brother.