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Sondo's argument made sense, though, of course, the part about dying in adventures was all rot. Nobody was going to die, whether they went north, south, east, or west. Aside from the dying bit, though, it was reasonable, and believeable. They could still have adventure on the way home, especially if they went slightly eastwards. But rather than reconcile Falco to returning home, it irked him more. What if the other boys saw the sense in what Sondo was saying and he gained more supporters? And Falco was a stubborn lad. He had set his mind on going south. South he would go.
Maybe they would be sent home from Sarn Ford, maybe they wouldn't. Falco's cousin who lived there would be willing to lend them supplies, and he wasn't a very bad sort of fellow... maybe he'd sympathise with them. And they could have the adventure they'd planned for.
Falco set his lips in a firm line. He would not give in. He would not. He contrived to make his face one of contempt and superiority, and considered that sufficient answer to Sondo's words. He said nothing.
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