Davin frowns at the name, but he doesn't have much time to think on it before James is suddenly tugging him backwards. His heart leaps when James offers to stay in place of Davin. It's a noble gesture that means the world to him, but there's no way that Davin would let that happen.
They're leaving together, or they aren't leaving at all.
He stands tall and meets the witch's gaze with a cool one of his own, putting on a brave face. She's no scarier than anything else he's had to face in his short life.
"I know a thing or two. Comes with bein' a Kavanagh," Davin tells her, letting his accent come out thick. He wants to see if she recognizes the name, if it gets a reaction out of her at all. If nothing else, she'll know that he's part of a coven big and powerful enough worth mentioning. "James has done nothin' t' harm any witches. Your fight died with his father. Let it end."
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They're leaving together, or they aren't leaving at all.
He stands tall and meets the witch's gaze with a cool one of his own, putting on a brave face. She's no scarier than anything else he's had to face in his short life.
"I know a thing or two. Comes with bein' a Kavanagh," Davin tells her, letting his accent come out thick. He wants to see if she recognizes the name, if it gets a reaction out of her at all. If nothing else, she'll know that he's part of a coven big and powerful enough worth mentioning. "James has done nothin' t' harm any witches. Your fight died with his father. Let it end."