Palamedes half expects Gideon to find a new and creative way to be insulted by his final attempt at making peace, but instead, she seems to perk up. Pal almost sags with relief.

“Want for it? Nothing at all—“ Fearing the answer might cause a whole new argument, he redirects mid-thought, “Well, I wouldn’t mind some help fighting through those vines, now that you mention it. My cavalier will certainly be grateful to you. Does that sound like a reasonable exchange?”