Monfrox wrote:"Yeah, a little." She replied. She wished that girl with the whistle would know better now than to blow it around her, or she'd have problems. Mon looked up. "The shit I put up with." She said to Swith as she gave her a weak smile.
"Hiya Mon and Bran!"
Swith looked at Mon and said, "Feeling better?" Swith put a hand to her forehead and looked into her eyes. "What shit doth fly this evening? What delusional girl?"