"Ya think?" I asked skeptically, shooting him a dry look. I did think it would happen again. And again and again. I had hope for humanity generally, don't get me wrong. But it was hard to see any bright light at the end of the tunnel after someone had literally attempted to hunt my friend. With a bow and freaking arrows.

I tossed my hair back, trying to get back to light conversation. "I suck at math, too," I admitted. "But there's this guy that's... I wouldn't call us friends but he helps me sometimes." I wouldn't call most people friends. I was still getting used to the idea of being in Darrow for a while, and with the concept of making friends. "That's a life saver, actually. I should have paid attention to study groups, like, way long ago."