"No, we have stew, remember? So I have no reason to steal more than that," Evangaline spoke, spinning the ruby ring still stuck on her finger, a habit she had picked up when annoyed.
"And I doubt you slept from boredom. Your injured, your weak. You were beaten an inch from your demise, and if I hadn't found you when I did, you would be dead. Over what? Some lay? I hope it and she were worth it, considering she obviously doesn't care too much about you considering she has done nothing to help you," Evangaline scolded.