It's Thursday. *flop*

Master: *shifts to put a hand on WJ's arm* I'm sorry.... *that he's been through that...*

WJ: *faint flinch . . . but gives the man a small grin as he looks back up at him*  Heh . . . I'd say the past is past 'cept that it keeps sneakin' up on me when I'm not lookin', ya know?  *sighs*  Anyway . . . how 'bout we round everyone up an' head back?

Master: *nods at the police station* Looks like everyone is just wrapping up in there.

*Sure enough, the last of those that had been pulled in for questioning have gathered in the lobby and are just heading for the door.*

SZ: *steps out first, giving Zisheri a /grin/ and well wishes, and then giving WJ a HUG too...*

*The others come out, ready to go*

WJ: *being more careful of the man's injuries this time, he HUGS back, /soooo/ glad to see him okay!*

SZ: *grins around WJ at Bee*

Vashti: Shall we go?

Bee: */grins/ back, then nods to Vashti*  Yeah, let's get these guys home.

*Nods all around and they'll head out, Zisheri tucked to her father's side. When they finally get back to the farm Zisheri will find her arms full with her little brother. She HUGGING HIM, and he's CLINGING back, sobbing against her shoulder that he's been so worried for her. She soothes him as best she can, crying softly and glad he's safe.*

*The mech!Amin will keep to the side, out of the way*

Master: *watches his children with a look on his face that makes it /clear/ just how much he loves them...and finally turns to the others* Thank you again, for all you've done. I will never be able to repay you what you've done for my family.

WJ: *concerned frown*  Well . . . from what you were sayin' earlier, it's not over yet.  Not by a long shot...

Master: ....It's hard to say for sure. I can't do much about bandits, but it's impossible to know how the trees will do in the next harvest...

Vashti: ...Not impossible. .....Allow us rooms for the next two nights, and your orchard will be the finest producing orchard around.

Master: ?? My lady, you can have of me whatever you wish. The rooms are yours. But...what are you going to do?

Vashti: *smiles* Make sure your trees are healthy...

Master: ?? *looks at the others*

Bee: *not surprised - he'd hoped to ask that of her himself if it wasn't too much trouble . . . just nods*  How long you think it'll last?

WJ: An' what about the increasin' numbers of bandits?

Vashti: Not much can be done about bandits. You will want to hire guards to watch over your orchards. *smirky little smile and gives a nod....Tyli and Amory step up and put down the sacks of money* Use it wisely.

Master: *just....gapes....*

Zisheri: *laughs! Life Light, this is wonderful! And HUGS her brother tighter.*

*The mechs just /grin/.*

Bee: Still . . . maybe I should do some scounting around?  *just in case*

Vashti: Do as you wish, but there is no telling if these bandits are all in one group, or opertunistic travelers, or just scattered vagabonds. You may not find much. *but she won't tell him not to, or that doing so is stupid.*