Nia's eyes narrowed for a moment at Marcus' tone of voice. The words of Kilsasha came back to her. A Stranger is more dangerous wielding soft words than hard steel. What did he want with her? Why was he trying to make her trust him?
Then she almost laughed out loud at herself, for the basket she had half-woven herself into. Here she stood, waiting for someone to show courtesy. When someone did, she immediately doubted his intention. Stranger or no, to be cruel to him reflected poorly on her, no one else.
"Nia Sky-Eyes," she replied, then nodded. "Your courtesy is appreciated. Unexpected, but appreciated."
Then she almost laughed out loud at herself, for the basket she had half-woven herself into. Here she stood, waiting for someone to show courtesy. When someone did, she immediately doubted his intention. Stranger or no, to be cruel to him reflected poorly on her, no one else.
"Nia Sky-Eyes," she replied, then nodded. "Your courtesy is appreciated. Unexpected, but appreciated."