Status Updates From Defy the Night

YESSSSSS

BROOOOO

He looks at the lock and then back at me. “I will leave Rocco to ensure you are left unharmed.” “Ah! My best friend.” He gives me a look. “Mother and Father tried to protect me, too,” he says. “I remember. So does the pony.” “You might think you’re the clever and brave one, little brother, but don’t forget.” He smiles. “I found a way around them both.”

He casts another glance around. “And perhaps provided with a chair, at the very least.” “The prisoners use furniture as weapons.” He looks startled, and I shrug.

I remember clinging to my brother’s back, getting whipped by branches and leaves, laughing every time that pony tried to put its head down to buck, because Harristan would jerk its head up and swear in a very unprincely fashion.