"Stay there." Stay there? Sab snorted derisively. She hadn't moved. Perhaps this stranger was indeed a fool. The fae's comment about Sabine's sense of humor got an equally dry response. ”Thanks, it was my mother's.”
The stranger spoke again and this time her response drew a frown from the giantess. After a beat she explained herself, although her tone and pause before the word 'traveling' caught Sabine's attention. "You there' and 'that wolf' made it seem as if she were intentionally holding her companion at arm's length...or perhaps, putting him or her at a lesser level than herself.
”Is that so?” Slyly, she went on to ask the first stranger, ”What's their name?”
