"Well, well Daniel. Looks like you've done very well for yourself."
The sound of Rebecca's voice caused Daniel to freeze, before he turned slowly toward the robed figures. Her red eyes still managed to convey the feeling of coldness and icy chill as she surveyed the array of fish and then the man himself.
"Nice to see you too, Rebecca."
She adjusted the cuffs of her sleeves to make sure that her white hands were fully covered, an action that perhaps belied some agitation. "And the other defectors?"
"Defectors?" Daniel gave a dry, mirthless laugh. "Is that how you think of us?"
"You stole food and ran away." She sniffed, "What else can we think?"
"How about thinking that you were cruel oppressors who treated us unfairly?" Daniel ignored her long enough to count out change to one of hi
