Jenny: Twilight

"I packed two cloaks," the Guttersnipe assured Domitia. She noticed the girl's uneasiness and reserved countenance, and added, "Trust me. Everything will be fine. Gwenhywfar isn't in any danger, and I can't afford to worry about something that I can't do anything about. Try to get some sleep, Domitia."

She gripped the other's shoulder companionably a moment, then gave a little shove and turned her about. With another sigh she stood in the doorway, hands on hips, watching Domitia go.

I mustn't forget the rope, she thought, and went back to her own bed and lay in the dark thinking of home until it hurt too much, and sleep finally cut her off from the world.

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