"Let him kick you," Yerin suggested. Everyone looked to her - Naru Huan's face had grown substantially brighter - but she didn't back down. "You want to show you're sorry? Let him kick you."
Eithan's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "I'm a little disturbed at how quickly you came to that suggestion."
"I dream about it every night."
Naru Huan controlled himself, but Lindon could see that he was holding back excitement. "I would like that very much."
"Well, if I'm not going to defend myself, I would prefer if you took it easy—"
He didn't.
Eithan's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "I'm a little disturbed at how quickly you came to that suggestion."
"I dream about it every night."
Naru Huan controlled himself, but Lindon could see that he was holding back excitement. "I would like that very much."
"Well, if I'm not going to defend myself, I would prefer if you took it easy—"
He didn't.
— Cradle Series, book 10: Reaper
Isildur: What'll it take to make this right? Fine, you get a free hit. Jaw, gut, your choice. One hit.
Valandil: Three!
Isildur backing of in fear: Uh, two. Actually... (Valandil punches Isildur in the jaw and guts) That felt like three.
Rolf: Rolf respects your vow to uphold the sticky-notes of elders, yet... (puts on a massive hammer-shaped hat) ...you must be punished.
Edd: What is that, Rolf?
Rolf: The Hat of Discipline. DO YOU LIVE IN A CAVE?! (beats Edd flat with the hat) All is forgiven.
Edd: (squashed) Thank you, Rolf...
