Shie finished serving and took a seat behind the bar, staring at her hands. All the thoughts running through her head began to make her feel queasy. He<em>had</em>helped, after all. And his reasons weren't selfish; they were noble. He wanted to help his village as much as he wanted to help hers. But how could she be sure he told the truth now? Did he really have a family? Did he really have a son?<br/><br/>With her stomach churning, she rose and made her way upstairs, wanting to speak to him. Wanting to yell at him and demand that he tell her everything truthfully. Tell her that he hadn't killed people except as a last recourse. Seeing his door opened, she peeked inside and felt the blood rush out of her face.<br/><br/>"Lièrén!" She raced down the stairs, looking for where he could have gone. "Lièrén!"