“Why didn’t you tell anyone?” Bri wondered, grabbing her cloak from the bench behind her and pulling back on the heavy garment. “When should I have mentioned it?” Rua snarled. “When we were being attacked by a bunch of crazed witches or while we were staring at naked bodies nailed to trees? Should I have just added ‘oh, by the way my birthday is coming up’?” Rua mocked in a sickly sweet voice. Bri grunted. “You are becoming one of my favorite people, Ru.”
