Job

I started twitching my fingers slowly.

"You want me to work for you," I stared at her carefully as I started working the feeling back into my limbs one by one.

"Yes I do," Faith nodded slowly as she moved over to her own horse.

"If I had seen you last night," I was able to turn my head now to follow her movements, "I would have killed you. That was no lie."

"I know," Faith settled her horse briefly before going somewhere behind me.

"I just threatened to kill you," I tried to turn my head to get a look at her as she walked back over to my horse, and strapped my sword to the saddle.

"I know," Faith turned back to me, "And I don't really care."

"You don't care about your own life," I stared at her skeptically.

"That's not true," Faith smiled, "I do care about my life, but you." she paused, "You are not strong enough to kill me right now, and you are a very rare person."

"What reason do I have to trust you?" I finally fully regained use of my arms, and most of my body.

"You don't," Faith went back to her horse now that all my supplies were secured into place, "But I'm not going to force you. You can come with me for free food, and shelter as well as anything else you might need for a few weeks, or you can go back to constantly being on the brink of starvation until you do finally die." she sighed heavily, "As I said. It's your choice I will not force you."

I stood there staring at her as I tried to think of the downsides of all this.

"Fine," I stepped towards my horse, "But if you do anything that makes me doubt your intentions I won't hesitate to kill you."

"Fine by me," Faith mounted her horse, "Shall we get you a decent meal, and a healer to look at that leg of yours."

I mounted my horse slowly. It was a struggle to get up into the saddle, but I did make it. I settle my hands with the reins in them. She had been right. I would not have been able to saddle my horse.