"You said I was afraid to come back to the Keep. Well--" I spread my arms wide, flinging drops of water onto Leif's green tunic "--here I am." "You are here. I'll grant you that. But are you unafraid?" "I already have a mother and a Story Weaver. Your job is to be the annoying older brother. Stick to what you know." "Ohhh. I've hit a nerve."