#fenixtj

"Yes. Right. It is, and Samhain is over. Yes."

"Try getting something to eat. That helps."

"I shall" A grateful look for the dropping of the subject.

Jessica nods and moves on, trying to put certain thoughts out of her head.

Easier said than done. Samhain always makes her feel as if she has a right to somethings

Which .... well, she does. It could be argued. Anyway, she needs none of these thoughts of Bevara and how she got a broken leg. Or managed with one.

Yes.. she's due. And she glances over the men of the hold with new interest. Evaluating them as a tigress might tigers.

She shakes her head and goes to get her maul. Enough of that. She tells Demos she's going on patrol.

Mmph... really. SHE Is not Fiona. Thank you very much

And off she goes on patrol

(End scene)