Idhrien leaps to steady him. "Tirnel, Tirnel, here, sit down!" she exclaims, directing the man onto a small bench by the door. If whatever they have seen has shaken her, she hardly shows it now, but her complexion begins to match Tirnel's ghost-white colour.
"It's nearly all the way through," she mutters. "I can't reattach it, that's beyond anyone's skill. It needs to be amputated—"
lyrics taken from "You'd Be So Nice To Come Home To" written by Cole Porter












