As Halt and Will rode in, late, to the Gathering, and everyone stood in silence looking for Saya. Crowley met them at the center of the tents on the grounds. As they dismounted and started to pitch their tents, he spoke,
"Where is Saya?"
Will and Halt looked up at him, both with smiles on their faces. Crowley looked confused until he felt the coldness of a blade on the back of his neck, and he started laughing.
"Nice one kid. You got me twice."
Saya smiled and the rest of the Rangers stood in awe of how this kid had not gotten weakened by what happened to her, but she got even stronger.
As Crowley put his hands up and turned around to the short girl behind him. He smiled and said, "Wow, Will and Halt were right, you are tough."
She blushed and smiled. Her life wasn't defined by what happened to her, but was defined by what she chose to define it by.