Jace fell backwards as the full weight of the raider fell on top of him. After regaining a little of his strength from his spent arms, he shoved him to the side and stood up. When he looked at himself up and down, he winced slightly and shook his head. 
	"You could have at least kicked him away from me. This blood will never come off."
	"At least the iron smells better than your ass," Kaye muttered.
	He glared at her. "We're in the humidity of the Deeper South. No one smells good here."
	"If you say so..."
	"Just shut up and let's go in. Keep your guns out and be prepared. He was probably only a guard. This place is probably crawling with people." He turned to look at Basil, frowning slightly. "Are you sure you want to go through with this? I'm with you whatever you decide."
	"So beautiful... The love birds are playing their song," Kaye muttered softly.