Re: May's house: Jeze/May
[Jeze was sure of all of tha', and once May was well enough to tell her that she was hated, she reached out to turn the water to something warmer before the woman froze her damn self in the hopes of makin' herself better.]
Aye, aye, I know. I'm a wretched thing and ye curse the day we met. [Almost fondly as she ran a hand up and down her spine.] Ye stay here. I'll go put on some tea to help get ye warmed up. [Not that it would make the night comin' any easier, but there was no point in makin' May any sicker.]