MORGAYNE & CY: COMPLETE.
"Good, 'cos so am I." Cy shot a quick smile at the squire, the expression a small and fleeting thing that immediately fell off her face the moment she turned away. So she set about scooping up the satchel and setting her arm around Morgayne, shoulder against hers, helping the girl down the pile of debris with inching steps.
They hobbled off together, two small figures limping their way into the tenements and away from the roaring, rushing noise of the fight in the distance.