'If I heard you clearly, you broke into the City Vigil Prison last night and rescued this girl who will accompany us on our journey?" Tarsus asked for the third time.

'Yes, and do you have a problem with that, beanstalk?" Damon fired back.

'No, runt. I am happy you have a nursemaid to take care of you."

'What? She's not my maid! She's my acolyte."

'Call her what you wish. I am glad, regardless."

'One of these days," Damon warned, 'you're going to need my help, ...