"If she wanted you to explain more runes would you do it?"

"... Yes."

"Yeah. That's why. You're a traitor, too."

"Well, we've already been declared traitors, might as well be hanged for a sheep as a lamb, gimme a rune."

Darren gives her a rune.

Savannah makes an ungodly noise that sounds like someone is strangling a fuzzy animal, and flops onto the window to stare at the scenery. "Traitors."

"Horrible no-good scoundrels, the both of us. But magical ones."

"That makes it worse. You are horrible no-good magical scoundrels. You both get prizes for being terrible people."

"Ooh! Prizes!"

"What do we get, what do we get?"

"Shame."

"Oooooh. Shaaaaaame."

"I will treasure it forever."

"Good! Because that's the point of it. You will feel shame about this. Forever and for always."

"I'm not going to feel it, I'm going to put it on its little trophy stand in a little trophy case on my desk."

"Fine, that works, too."

"Can I get my shame gilded?"

"Only if you mount and engrave it."

"Deal!"

"I was thinking lamination, so it's preserved for ever and always but is not obscured in its shameful, shameful glory." Beat. "Rune."

Another rune is given! Darren likes explaining runes.

Savannah, meanwhile, makes faces.

And Bella learns magic!

Darren is happy to help with this!

It doesn't take long for Savannah to get sick of this! "So!" she interrupts, between runes. "Bella! You never actually answered my question!"