“I know, and it’s okay,” Fallow said, ruffling Amelia’s head. Shortbeak sighed. It had been a week or so since he had agreed to her demand, and it didn’t take long for him to drill every bit of information out of her that he could, including the situation with her and her sister. She kept avoiding the topic of where her parents were, at least long enough for him to finally get the point and drop the issue. She didn’t particularly care for the fact that he put both of them to work even when he was not teaching her, but Amelia seemed happy to have things to do and, well, at least they had some money now. That was good, for Shortbeak absolutely refused Fallow’s charity in buying food for them. “Again.”