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It was an entire week before Corentin finally said something.
"You know," he said in a low voice as they stopped for lunch, "there's some--"
"Yes." Sigruko cut him off before he could finish the sentence. "I noticed."
Corentin sighed. "I know you did."
Sigruko had known Corentin for years now - decades, really - and that tone in particular was one she knew very well. (Better than she would've liked.) Holding back an echoing sigh of her own, she looked over at him. "All right, what is it then?"
"Are you really going to just let him trail after you like this?" Neither of them looked back; the boy following them was good enough that they wouldn't see anything, and they knew it. "It's dangerous."
"I'm sure he knows that." Sigruko looked thoughtfully at her friend. "What are you thinking, Cory?"
"Well." He hesitated, now that she'd forced him into the topic, like he usually did. "I was thinking, if we can't convince him to go home--"
"Unlikely." The corner of her mouth twitched up into a smile. "He's stuck with us this far."
"Yeah. And trying to lose him is too dangerous, so why not let him join us?"
Sigruko raised an eyebrow. "Because that's not dangerous at all."
"It's less dangerous than trying to follow us through the wilds alone," Corentin pointed out, a little acerbically. "At least that way we could keep him from getting killed. Maybe even teach him something."
Sigruko blinked in surprise. "You mean take him as an apprentice? ...a Student?"
"Well... something like that."
Sigruko thoughtfully pulled out a piece of bread and chewed on it. Her father had taken up being a Mentor; she could certainly handle having one Student. Or student, if the boy wasn't Ellehemaei after all.
It was an interesting idea.
"You know," he said in a low voice as they stopped for lunch, "there's some--"
"Yes." Sigruko cut him off before he could finish the sentence. "I noticed."
Corentin sighed. "I know you did."
Sigruko had known Corentin for years now - decades, really - and that tone in particular was one she knew very well. (Better than she would've liked.) Holding back an echoing sigh of her own, she looked over at him. "All right, what is it then?"
"Are you really going to just let him trail after you like this?" Neither of them looked back; the boy following them was good enough that they wouldn't see anything, and they knew it. "It's dangerous."
"I'm sure he knows that." Sigruko looked thoughtfully at her friend. "What are you thinking, Cory?"
"Well." He hesitated, now that she'd forced him into the topic, like he usually did. "I was thinking, if we can't convince him to go home--"
"Unlikely." The corner of her mouth twitched up into a smile. "He's stuck with us this far."
"Yeah. And trying to lose him is too dangerous, so why not let him join us?"
Sigruko raised an eyebrow. "Because that's not dangerous at all."
"It's less dangerous than trying to follow us through the wilds alone," Corentin pointed out, a little acerbically. "At least that way we could keep him from getting killed. Maybe even teach him something."
Sigruko blinked in surprise. "You mean take him as an apprentice? ...a Student?"
"Well... something like that."
Sigruko thoughtfully pulled out a piece of bread and chewed on it. Her father had taken up being a Mentor; she could certainly handle having one Student. Or student, if the boy wasn't Ellehemaei after all.
It was an interesting idea.