Ayrie watched his face carefully as he spoke, looking for any sign of his previous anger. As he motioned to the other seat she saw more of the markings she had noticed before, but he quickly hid them. This only made her desire to see them and know what they were grow.

"It's okay... I take it that the Church must have done something horrific to you for you to feel so cross about them." she said, removing her shoes and settling herself on a pillow. "I know of the history, but I confess I was never a good book student."

He seemed to be trying very hard to apologize, and if she was being truthful it was working.