The little girl was squatting beside Eckmen's corpse—compared to her, the latter seemed as tall as a mountain. She pressed one hand on her knee and fiddled with something with the other hand for a long time, but ultimately didn't seem to find anything. Finally, she hooked her finger around the bowstring of the Shale Longbow, stood up, and waved it in front of Brand: "Do you want it?"
"You don't want it?"
Alorz shook her head naturally, her golden pigtails swaying: "It's of no use to me. I just wanted to see what it was."
Brand felt a bit speechless for a moment, thinking, since you don't need it, then stay away from the corpse! He couldn't help feeling a bit frantic, but after all, the Earth Envoy had been killed by her, and he had no grounds to complain. He could only ask hopefully: "Is that all?"
"What do you mean?"
"Only this bow?"
"Of course not, there are many things. But they don't suit my taste, so I didn't bother with them." The short girl answered.
