“I’ve always wanted to ask,” Raewyn whispered, despite his warning. “Do you carry weapons? You know... for fighting against Demons?” “What kind of question is that?” he snapped back in a low tone. “Of course, I do. Only an idiot would walk around the forest without a weapon.” Raewyn bit her tongue. Did he just call me an idiot? She didn’t have any weapons! I guess he is my weapon, though. Go forth, meat shield.
