"Aye." Bronwyn grunted. "Maybe so."<br/>Devin glared over his shoulder at her, still flexing his fingers. Bronwyn folded her arms and glared back, years of deadly intent heating her stare. Devin blanched and looked away.<br/>Tara laid a hand on Bronwyn's arm. "Play nice."<br/>"When he learns his manners I'll mind me own." Bronwyn grumbled. "Children dinna act this way when I was-" Bronwyn caught herself. "Young."<br/>Tara seemed to catch onto what Bronwyn had almost said, and smiled mischievously at the vampire. "Bet it's been a while though."<br/>"Aye." Bronwyn leaned in kissed her quickly, almost too chaste. "Off to work with you now."<br/>Devin was staring at the two of them, a slow grin spreading across his face.<br/>"Manners!" Bronwyn said sharply, pointing at him.<br/>"Hey whatever." Devin said, holding up his hands. "You won't get any complaints from me about a lezbo peepshow."<br/>Bronwyn shook her head and followed Tara back into the inn, heading for her room as Tara headed for the front desk.