TP: I didn't mean to do this

Excerpt:
Coming out of his trance after waking a basketful of red clover, he discovered Rosethorn was missing. He found her in the farthest corner of the room, her back to him and her hands over her face. Rosethorn – who terrified most of those with sense and everyone without it – was crying. Worse, she wept in the soft, dull way that meant she'd been at it for a while.

He wrapped his arms fiercely around her waist, resting his cheek on her back. "I'll find that light-fingered woman if I have to turn over every rock between here and the Bight of Fire," he whispered passionately. "Wherever she took the coin she got from selling your medicines, it ain't far enough to dodge me. I'll cut her in bitty chunks for you, would you like that? You could grill her over a fire and then feed her to sharks, like you always threaten me Wouldn't that be fun?"

"I'm sorry," Rosethorn whispered. "I didn't mean to do this." To hear her apologize for a fit of weeps just as the girls did nearly broke his heart.
- Briar's Book

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This is one of my favorite Briar/Rosethorn bonding moments, guys. Messy sketch this time, it's gonna be a helluva busy weekend for me.

Briar, Rosethorn (c) Tamora Pierce
Art (c) Minuiko