Ri'vashi snorted. "Heh, Ri'vashi would be the [i]only[/i] one who could hurt Ri'vashi in that situation. You've never [i]really[/i] felt all of her strength, Gallus, she can promise you that."

As they started speaking about Nazaklim once more, Ri'vashi brought up her hand and rested her cheek against it. "He's busy, mostly. Like Ri'vashi. Well, not as much as Ri'vashi, but he doesn't like to be idle. Because of the nature of Black Marsh, it can be harder to supply his clan when they need it. The swamps make it harder for them to earn gold, so we have to supply more to them than a lot of other clans. Nazaklim likes to be as helpful as possible in return. But, that means he appreciates his time with friends even more. Ri'vashi finds he is very good at separating work from leisure."

Ri'vashi rubbed the back of her neck. "But, um, just to be clear, we are not together, or anything like that. We are just friends."