Esmer hadn't been bad, and Felix had been mostly happy, and sane. Bernatha was supposed to be nice, but Mildmay'd spent most of the time there trying not to die, and he mighta made a joke about it, but Corbie was homesick enough already. Not gonna remind her of home now.

"Never." Voice dry, but green eyes crinkling a little at the corners to tease back at her.