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. "Poor Kender Stew. Has to beg for treats."
He spun, and mashed it into Maglion's face. "Gully Gut
gets them for nothing."
He pulled the fat boy's hair, forced open his mouth, and
shoved the entire cake in. Then he mashed Maglion's jaw
up and down on the cake. A single angry tear leaked from
the fat boy's eyes.
"Wait." The voice sounded weary, embarrassed, and
ashamed. To Moran's surprise, it was Saliak who spoke.
"This is wrong. I've been wrong."
He wiped Maglion's face clean, using one of his shirts
as a towel, then untied his arms. The fat boy took the shirt
from him without a word and finished cleaning himself.
"I thought it was fun." Saliak bent down and undid the
strap buckles on Steyan's knees and elbows. "I thought,
they're strange, and we're not, and it's only ... fun."
Steyan, free of the trunk, stumbled and fell. Saliak
massaged Steyan's arms and legs to bring the feeling back.
"We all thought that." Saliak looked around anxiously.
"Didn't we? We all laughed." He looked as far as Tarli and
looked away, flushing. When Steyan groaned and rolled
over, Saliak stepped to Tarli.
"I never thought about the Oath." Saliak unlatched the
chain. "And the Measure was just, well, classroom stuff
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