"All right. I will keep them, but I will buy your next pair. It's only fair." He knew she would probably shoot him down. He was prepared for that, and put a hand up to stop her in her tracks. "But for now I will thank you for the gloves. They will be of great help to me."
The vines were no longer an issue. Of course, Gale hadn't realised that they could have been an issue at all. He'd naivety thought the vines were simply vines, useful for climbing and little else. Well, he would just assume Marian's word, and not test the theory for himself.