Ayse followed him to the entryway, laughing along, "What, no threat for our navigator?"
Just when his hand reached for the door, Zuck paused.
"Boy… don't tell me you know that little missy's name."
"So what if I do? It's a perfectly fine name, if you ask me."
Zuck turned around. He peered into both Ayse's covered and uncovered eyes.
"How many messes are looking to make, kid? I'm not one to tell an outlaw how to live, but you'd best not get entangled with her. You've got no idea–"
"I've got a decent idea," Ayse cut the man off without hesitation.
"I'm not the strongest guy around, but I'd like to say I'm a decent judge of character. And I've already decided it. She's our navigator. She already knows my intentions. And she's halfway to accepting it herself."
Heavy hands plopped onto the boy's shoulders. Those radiant blue eyes dug into Ayse's soul.
"Boy, I was just starting to like you. I already like your brothers.
