What do I look like, A Priest? A sexy one, Maybe.

Nairn tensed, as Ruth held out a hand for the dagger. His eyes narrowed, fixing on his friend's face. After a second of staring, the dagger was relinquished, though each finger moved slowly to depart from the polished hilt.

Home. She hadn't kicked him out, yet, and he wasn't going to act like she had. Though when it inevitably happened, he'd let her stay at the house and take to the dorms.