Thade’s near psychotic need to be useful manifested itself shortly after he’d started spending more time out of his room.
“Just don’t wall off the roof,” Basja says. “I’d prefer not to have to clean up after that.”
“You’d prefer not to clean up anything,” Vilkas tells her. “You and my brother both.”
Thade looks down to see Basja punch Vilkas lightly in the shoulder, but they’re both sort of smiling. He really doesn’t understand their friendship. Or if it even is friendship. He thinks it might be, and they both seem like the sort of people (or sort of werewolves, he supposes) that would tear each other to pieces (literally) if they actually hated the other.
“Ass,” she says, before heading toward the car. “I’ll be in town. Adrienne needs me to cover a shift at Warmaiden’s, said that something’s come up and she and her husband need someone to watch the shop.”
Thade frowns, because this is the first time he’s actually heard where she goes during the day. “Warmaiden’s?”
Vilkas looks up at him. “Gun and ammo store,” he says. He puts a hand on the ladder where it’s set against the side of the house; it wobbles and he moves it so that it sits more securely. “Where else would she work?”
“Uh…” Thade looks back to the roof and slides a shingle into place. “I don’t know. I kind of figured you all hung around here doing wolf-y things all day.”
There’s a bark of laughter from below, and Thade decides then and there that Vilkas’ laugh, while rather nice, is also kind of creepy.
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