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by tribe law she isn’t supposed to speak. & she can just see rosts eyes on her now, stern, steadfast in customs & practice apropos the very people that shunned him to begin with. but he spoke to her first ( no spit, no glares, no cold shoulder. unusual but not unheard of. ) “ i’m not IDLING i’m watching. “ other young nora can be seen on the adjacent hillside, training for the proving it looked like. “ rost always tells me i have to ‘ know my enemy ‘ so– “ keen eyes are back on them, a cant of her head, “ i’m watching. “
‘ spying, ’ he corrects. osten thinks, and eats, and watches her in turn-- which isn’t spying, thank you, because she knows he’s doing it. there’s a big difference. ‘ call it what it is. i like people who can be honest with themselves, and me, especially when they’re doing something they shouldn’t be. ’ he gestures for her to come closer. ‘ they’ll still be there when you’re ready to go back to your spying. i, however, am leaving when i’ve had my fill, so make the most of me before then. hm? ’
