This time, Eccelisa didn't curse when Dasavi tried her best to threaten Chorl. At first it had been annoying, but now it was turning out to be rather endearing that the girl, younger than her by about five or six years-she lost count-was willing to protect her from something she had no idea existed.<br/><br/>Keeping his arm twisted behind his back, she walked him forward into the light. His hair was still as weak as the morning sun, body still as lean as ever. He went where she led him with a few stumbles and little complaint. Eccelisa sat him roughly down on the ground and tied him up, with a length of rope that was in her pack, to the pipe Arro had fallen from.