"Fitch, would you mind walking my sister out?"
Fitch, who had been sitting silently on the side, too terrified to make a peep, now found himself reluctantly chasing after Diana.
"Sis."
"Who's your sister?" Diana snapped, spinning around to glare at him. "All you do is hang out with my brother, acting like best buddies. But when it matters, you don't even try to stop him from jumping into a pit of fire?"
Fitch felt he was being unjustly blamed. He had only heard that his best pal had hit up Dawnstar and was looking forward to catching up over dinner, but Diana had beaten him to it.
Caught in the sibling squabble, what could he, an outsider, do other than sip his water and fade into the background? He thought they'd just argue and be done with it.
But then Diana turned her wrath on him.
"Come on, Diana! You didn't see me trying to reason with him till I was blue in the face! He wouldn't listen to me!
What on earth does he see in that Serena, I can't figure it out!"
