I held both hands in the air. “Never mind. I’m here now and I’m not going anywhere.” I paused and changed directions. “Look, will anyone tell me what the issue is with the weapons? I swear I didn’t sign anything. Is this all because of the fallout of the bounty the group did for Crash?”

Tom approached me slowly. “Did you agree to anything?”

I nodded and the four of them groaned in unison. I touched the handles of the two knives attached to my thighs. “I agreed to a ten percent cut of my first bounty to pay for the blades. I gave him four hundred as a down payment.” Or something like that. I mean, honestly, a lot had gone on. I didn’t think this was the time to tell them we’d agreed to the deal over tea, while Crash was wrapped in nothing but a sheet, and then I’d ended up pretty much naked in his bed. No. I’d save that for another day.

“Crash is . . . temperamental.” Tom seemed to be picking his words carefully. “I can only think that you caught him on a good day.”

“I woke him up,” I said.

Tom pulled a face. “And he still gave you the weapons?”

I thought back to the few quiet moments I’d spent with the big blacksmith. “Yes. He said I’d need them. And he agreed with me that the twins have shoddy work, and really, why would you send us all there?”

“The twins’ work is fine for someone just learning,” Louis said. “We all have weapons from Crash. But on a bad day, he can exact a terrible price from those who bother him. I think Eammon was just worried about you.” He smiled, which did a lot to lighten the severity of his face. “And you are right, at the moment Eammon and Crash are not friends. Eammon has banned all of us from going there until Crash pays up. No doubt he thinks Crash is using you to get to him.”

I frowned and even that hurt my face. Damn it, I was going to need to double up on the Advil tonight. “Which actually worked quite well, seeing as Eammon buggered off.”

“Eammon and Crash have fought before,” Tom said. “Similar backgrounds. They don’t get along on good days.”

That helped a little, but I doubted it was the whole answer. “So . . . but I’m guessing they’re not both leprechauns?”

Louis shook his finger at me. “You are too smart. How did you know he’s a leprechaun?”

Okay, now that it had been confirmed, I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. Leprechauns were devious little monsters. They could be good luck, but they could also steal your luck from you if they wanted to. “I am right?”