Andrev and Rastaban sat side-by-side, staring into the flames.
Finally, Rastaban said, “When this is said and done, you will be a greater hunter than all of them combined.”
Andrev nodded jerkily, once, and stood up. He rolled up his bed furs and secured them with a piece of twine. “I don’t think Kana would have wanted me to kill them. Kir made her laugh, after all.”
Rastaban studied the taut line of Andrev’s spine. “What does it matter, what Kana would want?”
“Do you think it hurt, when she died?”
Rastaban knew the answer, but he lied.
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