"I know what I meant," is the goatherd's cool response. "And I meant you two." His expression tightens, and though he doesn't look to the distractions, he is clearly aware of them- his eyes now focused on the 'thief'.

"That's my knowledge to hold," he murmurs softly. "If I'm someone to you, someone you truly knew and know and once cared for, then it shouldn't be a question.

"That you don't makes this all the worse. So tell me," he hisses, his fists clenched. His eyes are for the 'thief' and only him. "What did you do to yourself?"