"It said that when the Unfledged first came here, they brought treasure with them. Is that true?" Orien looks expectantly at Tiero, but he doesn't join in the speculation like he used to.
"I don't know. I don't think so. I've never seen any, anyway."
"Are you sure? only the story said it was sacred -"
"Who are you going to believe," Tiero snaps, "some old story or someone who lives there?"
"But it's an Unfledged story -" Orien says, uncertainly.
"Why aren't you talking to Knawan Ysenna about it?"
"She's having a bad day," Orien says, and dredges up her own ill-feeling. "That's why I wanted the silphium -"
But Tiero is always walking away along the tree branch. "I better go," he throws over his shoulder, and she watches as he disappears into the light-dappled green and brown of the trees below.