Bab 49: Chapter 49: Loss, Part 1

Rath laughed as Fynn shoved Teller off the rock he'd been using as a seat while they broke for lunch. "Shut your mouth."

"When have I ever done that?"

"Only reply to that is crude, and I won't lower myself," Fynn replied tartly. "Finish your food so we can get home already. I'm ready for a bath, my own bed, and to not have to look at your ugly face for a few days."

Teller snickered as he resumed his seat. "Please, who do you think is going to be put on watch together not two hours after we get back?"

Fynn groaned. "Stuff it, Tell. If we get stuck on watch, I will throw you in the harbor."

That didn't halt Teller's snickering, but the rock she threw at him did.