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[politestpirate]

It has not started snowing- yet.

Fall in Scotland is dreary, cold and damp.

Finn was talking to another teenager in the bar, so Wellard had slipped out the back door. With any luck, they will be able to get that tarp-roof up over the work area, so they can keep working on the ship during the winter. Not like it can keep the cold away, but hopefully the snow off. There were a few last measurements to get before trying to get the proper supplies, so once outside, Wellard headed for the woods, towards the 'ship yard'.

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Wellard bites his lip, and shakes his head.

"Not with the andain," Said with the care of someone using the word for the first time, "or even with other gods. I mean with humans, mortals."

Mary.

[wolflord_andain]

"On occasion."

Galadan's smile twists.

"Or do you imagine I have no interest in the lives of those I consider friends?"

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"I would hope so- it's rather what you're supposed to do with your friends, and let them do the same in return." A bit dryly, but he pauses.

Evil certainly would not be concerned about such things, unless it is all a front- which certainly has been done before. Especially to Mary. But how can you tell who is sincere, and who is not?

Biting his lip, Wellard looks at Galadan warily. "You mean it? That you are no longer working for the Dark, and that you won't hurt Mary- that you even care about her? I- I don't want to see her hurt like that again, with Mrs Rowlands and then you, so I am hoping-"

He takes a deep breath.

"I am hoping that it is true."

[wolflord_andain]

Galadan raises one eyebrow, winter-grey eyes cool and assessing as he watches Wellard.

"I doubt it will give you ease, but you may trust that those who seek harm to Mary shall have to deal with me."

He smiles.

With teeth.

There are many reasons why Galadan is called Wolflord, after all.

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Wellard is far from arguing those reasons.

His lips twitch in a humorless smile, and he raises an eyebrow. "Most people wouldn't find that exactly reassuring."

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Galadan's eyebrow remains raised.

"And do you seek to be most people?"

That is interesting in its own way.

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Wellard slowly shakes his head. "I think I gave up the chance of that before I arrived at Milliways." Wryly.

And Milliways only kept helping with that.

[wolflord_andain]

"Then you may, I suppose, choose to feel reassured."

Though little will change whether he does or not.

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"Some, at least. But I think its better to be reassured to some degree, and have hope that its true, than not."

He looks back up to Galadan, smiling faintly.

"Since you did care enough to say so, afterall."

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"Some things I take no pains to hide, Mister Wellard."

Galadan's voice is very dry.

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"So I see." Quietly, and carefully.

Mary's friend or not, it is still never a smart idea to tease a wolf. Your first mistake could be your last.

Now, to just figure out how to carefully segue away from this topic...

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Galadan merely smiles.

Wellard does seem to learn quickly.

It is--

Fortunate.

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He has managed to survive this far, at least. Even with the set back of dying, once.

Part of that is learning when to quit while he is ahead- or even just alive. Wellard glances down the path, then back to Galadan.

"I probably shouldn't bother you for any longer, sir."

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"I shall take care not to keep you from your own business, then."

And, with what may be a slight nod, Galadan steps around Wellard and heads for the bar.

He has work to be getting back to.