035 ※ Not a Dame in Shining Armor [IX]

WHEN I MET HIM AGAIN, HE WAS DRINKING A MILKSHAKE AS IF it was the most delicious thing ever. And when he looked at me, his chubby face assumed a bored expression. Getting on his feet, he told me to follow him to his kitchen, and I did it. "What happened to you?"

"I..."

"And before you say anything, I saw when you jumped down," oh.

Now that makes it difficult for me to lie. "I heard someone screaming, and I went after it."

"Impulsive as usual," I can say that he also knows me more than most people. "What did you see? And what did you do about it?" He knows my family and how we deal with things back in the north, so he'll understand. My eyes traveled through his kitchen, and when he saw me, he handed me a plate full of warm cookies. "Eat up and spill the tea, you glutton."