The irritation is, almost, gone when Skellig assures her he joined Elihu of his own free will. Her left hand rests on Skellig's. The henna patterns on her arm were designed in such a way as to complement the tattoo, rather than detract from it.
She makes a huffing sound. "Good. Or Elihu and I would be having more than words." She glances at her brother. "Pumping him for information, were you?"
"Of course," he replies, sipping his beer. "How could I not, given your connection to one another?"
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Date: 2024-05-27 03:30 pm (UTC)She makes a huffing sound. "Good. Or Elihu and I would be having more than words." She glances at her brother. "Pumping him for information, were you?"
"Of course," he replies, sipping his beer. "How could I not, given your connection to one another?"