Gabrielle swallowed, chewing more on her lip. She tried to tell herself that Rabastan had not been involved in the attack, but she knew she couldn't be sure of that. Still, he wouldn't hurt a child! Of course not, he was probably not even there.
'I'm sorry she was hurt,' she said instead, pushing the image of Rabastan hurting anyone away from her. More importantly, pushing the image of herself doing the same away from her. She'd liked the dark spells he'd taught her. She couldn't deny that, even if she tried.
'Why did you drink when you were younger?' She knew the question must seem to come out of the blue, but she was curious. Once more she thought of her own drinking, and tried not to think of how much she'd wanted a drink since she'd arrived here.