Davide nodded. "You know her better. Listen. I will do anything you want when it comes to uprooting Duncan Oisin, but I would prefer that we not discuss Dee. At all." He said, firmly.

She looked him over, carefully, then nodded. "I'm sorry. I fear it will come back to Dierdre eventually. But not now. What it comes to is that he's put me in a position where, for now, I must accommodate him--and part of accommodating him means keeping Dierdre out of this matter."

"Yes." He replied. "And I am sorry if I put you in such a place, but now we all know." He furrowed his brow. "And we're all on your side. We understand that the accommodation is temporary. It's not that much different from where you were yesterday, except now it's now a secret."

"And we still don't have Acorn back." She snapped her fingers, summoning the wolf back to her side so that she could rub his ears. "You knew," she said simply.

"Knew what?" He asked. "That Duncan was off?" He shook his head. "He came in and drove Dee away from me like a sheepdog, and insulted me the entire time. Her too. It was a nonstop tirade until we came here and you and Marcello told me to be polite to them. I ignored them." He raised his hand. "I know, I know, Dee hates me because she thinks I want to fuck her. She hasn't listened to a word I've said since someone turned me into a Tuatha, back during the season. That is why I don't want to discuss her. I have nothing to say." He said, irritated.

"She insisted that had nothing to do with him," Niabheara said. "It wasn't just you. He's been trying to keep me away from her too."

Davide simply looked pained. "Surprise, but on the other side, you weren't screamed at for two months straight and then sneered at for two more, while everyone just looked at you sideways and thought you were a filthy, perverted tallfolk."

Niabheara grimaced. "Whate'er is between you is going to have to remain there. The point is that I don't know how well I can't trust this man to be around her. If nothing else, he's been using her to control my behavior e'er since this began. I don't doubt that if he has no qualms about using her without her knowledge or consent, he won't stop there."

"What do you want me to do?" He asked, irritated.