She didn't know how to explain that she was protecting Davian's pride by not telling. "I know you don't believe me, but it's na tha' I think I'll get them in trouble if I tell. I know they didna do anythin' wrong, an' I know yer jest tryin' ta help them." Finally she had a contrite look on her face which was turned directly on Mr. Farrowe. But the image of Davian cradling his broken tail, that bruise forming on his cheek and the tears in his eyes stayed her tongue. If the teachers find out that Davian actually was sensitive it wouldn't be from her. "I'd feel better if ya found out fer yerself."
Ellie listened to everything Mr. Farrowe said, absorbing it for examination later. Despite her actions today she still was eager to learn everything she could. That went for personal as well as academic. She had to know what this difference was he spoke of!
"If it's all the same, sir, I'll keep the injury." She held up her now bandaged hand with a slight smile. "Reckon is the least I got comin' ta me. Thanks fer seein' it right." Then she rose from her chair, but stopped before leaving as instructed. "I'll come here tomorrow after class?"