Tacit rolled his eyes yet again. He looked at Gashon. "To keep her... let's call it happy... I want you to stay as close to her as possible. I don't want to act as anything more than a guide."
Gashon nodded, blushing slightly. Then he realised who had issued the order. "I don't take orders from you, Geohound!"
"You do if you want to live through the night out here," retorted Tacit evenly.
Gashon stepped forward warningly. "Is that a threat?"
Tacit smiled slightly. "Not at all. Merely a statement of fact - if you want to avoid being killed by al'hayat, geshtal, or even from a yelt bite, you'll listen to me. If not..." he saluted mockingly.
Last edited by The Doctor; 04-22-2006 at 02:44 PM.