After today's march, Liol, the Rohan woman, had decided not to be grumpy or whiny, stop the bickering between her and Rochil (even though it was against her nature,) and not to be suspicous about the newcomer and his intentions.
As the day wore of and they had gathered around the little fire, Liol was both tired and hungry, but she didn't whine nor complain. To whine about something like this wouldn't be very useful, and besides, everyone were feeling the same way; hungry and tired. She settled down, trying to relax. "Where to now" Adwulf asked Brytta. Liol turned her head towards the two men. She was eager to know how far they had gone on the journey. "Was there somehwere in particular we are headed? And if so, are we near?"
A thought ran through Liol's mind. The company had never got to know where to go to. Where was this journey heading? Liol shook her head trying to get her thoughts in the right order. "Brytta," she interrupted, rising, walking a few paces towards Adwulf and her cousin. "Where are we going?" Liol said in a polite low voice. By this questions she wasn't doubting her cousin intentions, just, how far were they to go? When was this journy ending?
She looked upon Brytta.
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Scully: Homer, we're going to ask you a few simple yes or no questions. Do you understand?
Homer: Yes. (Lie dectector blows up)
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