"Mithros," she breathes, at a loss. Plenty of questions spring to mind. Persuasive or not, why go with this boy, Peter, in the first place? Was life at home so terrible?

It might very well have been, which makes her hesitate to ask.

She's not sure how much Jamie really wants to share. And either way, it seems a little unfair, to have him just heap painful details of his own past in her lap while she just sits there and takes them.

"I left home when I was thirteen," she offers after a few moments' thought. "Bandits hit our farm while I was away. Everything was just... gone. Nothing to stay for." She hesitates for a beat. "I s'pose I wouldn't have been hard to persuade, either. Though I didn't feel much like a child anymore, after all that."