Private: Sworn Through Swords

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Tyther softly held one of Resa's hands. "It won't happen again. We'll keep watch. Solid during the day, and me during the night. That way, it'll never happen again. Ever. I promise. WE promise."
 
Tyther chuckled. "He's worse with me. Last time someone messed with me, he chewed them out something fierce. Though I wish he'd have let me do it myself." His expression suddenly became serious as he contemplated the situation. "Resa, Drice said we weren't to be harmed. We should take this up with him."
 
Tyther held up one finger. "Problem. It'll take at least a week to get to Fortuna from here. Unless we take a boat or something." He looked around. "Anyone got a boat?"
 
Tyther pumped his fist. "Yeah! Let's kick some ass! We can't do anything just sitting here, right? It's time for action! No matter what happens, no matter how many times we're knocked down, we'll get right back up! I could have a sword through my chest right now and I wouldn't care. I'd just keep running at whoever stabbed me. That takes guts. Let's all show some guts, and smash the ones who dare to try to smash US!"
 
"But what if she gets away? Then we'll have no safe haven." He sighed. "We have one chance, so we have to make it count." Unsheathing his sword, he grew a lopsided grin. "Well, we both know what'll happen if she tries to attack us, right?"