relief

Daphne had never before been so relieved to see the Forsaken Inn. Its dismal walls were now a landmark which told her they'd made it out. She looked behind her shoulder as she released Furley's arm; whether to make sure they weren't being followed or that she wasn't carrying a detached arm, she wasn't entirely sure.

Many a tear was shed the other night.

He came to me at the Pony, smiling, being his silly self. He ordered us a huge pot of stew and we ate. He seemed distant, like something wasn't right. I kept on asking him what was the matter. He didn't tell me.