“Oh, it—“ Nari bites her lip, looking deeply chagrined that she’d let something slip, “I’ve not told anyone who didn’t absolutely need to know. I don’t want people to think even worse of us, although honestly,” she says, her tone turning bitter, “most already think of us as tattooed savages and would be more surprised to hear we’d not stuck an arrow in someone. I just...” She sighs and ruffles a hand in her hair, leaning her head against Korrin briefly before sitting up again. “Don’t want to be the one to hand them any more stones to throw.”

But it was Korrin, and Korrin cared about her if not the People. Surely she wasn’t about to pass arrows along to anyone who’d shoot them. “Short version is we went to the Planasene for what was meant to be a hunting trip,” she snorts quietly with wry amusement, “which I guess it was, we just weren’t expecting to be on the quarry side. The hunters were farther east than I thought they’d ever be, and we got caught out by the two worst possible of them. It was a near thing... although if they’d meant him dead he would have been.”