[open] don't come find me; any

[Gale]

@Divest

i hear the wicked get no rest, but when you do ---------- i hope you dream of me Perhaps they will turn up, she says, and Gale nods in genuine agreement. He certainly hopes they do, and decides to pay another visit to the black-shored island soon to be very sure. The place has proven to be a land where one might easily get away with murder, and he rather eager to try again. With Divest, he thinks? Perhaps, but only after he has drawn everything else from her that he can. She steps so eagerly into his plans, telling him that she’d like very much to be useful. At her query about the nightmares, Gale shrugs as if to say: this is a world of magic, and her concerns seem to quickly vanish. She calls him kind, and Gale licks the teeth that he means to close around her throat before he’s done with her. They’re flat and dull for now, revealed only in a mischievous smile that matches her own before he adds: “Good trouble only,” and a wink that disappears quickly as he turns his head to look out at Tephra. “I would love to,” Gale says, smiling at the knowledge that she does not know this land. That will make it much harder for her to run away. “First though, have you any aches from travel? Try stepping into the water.” He waits a moment, then adds, much as the Gale she had known would have: “It’s Nikkai’s waterfall. It can heal any injury.” GALE