"It's a pair of ears, looks like." Tara said, pointedly looking anywhere but at the package on the table. "And earrings."<br/>Bronwyn picked up one of the ears, keeping it low to the table and shielded from the rest of the room, and examined it carefully.<br/>"'Tis a woman's ear." she said. "A young woman. 'Round... twenty two or three."<br/>"I don't really want to know the specifics, thank you." Tara said. Her face was pale, but she seemed to have gotten over her revulsion. "Or how you know all that."<br/>"So pretty boy sent you a set o' ears, pierced with expensive earrings." Bronwyn said, ignoring Tara's last comment. "Is he tryin' to court you, Hannibal Lector style, or is he warnin' you?"