Well, crap. Now her heart was going ninety-miles an hour in her chest.
"Damn. They're good. Why aren't you that good? Are we going to have to go back to sneakiness training?"
"Really not the time, Mom..."
She looked between the Huntress and the boys.
"Um... I'm, you know, kind of new at this, but I'm pretty sure we can all get along...?"
"Pretty sure we can all get along? That's the best you can come up with? Okay, we'll add more public speaking books to your training..."
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