Deepwood Weald a whispered portent

"Better than ever," she rejoined, her mood taking an upswing instead of the impending storm as he appeased her ego.  She wondered for a minute if she should just let him think that she knew exactly what she was doing and where she was going and no help needed here, sir, oh no.  She liked to think she looked worldly doing so, like she traveled often and had no ties..... a mysterious vagabond.  She let herself have a second to enjoy that.

But no, she really wanted to find Wraen.  "Actually, though," she finished after a moment, wondering if he would be able to help.  "I'm looking for some kinda mountain with a moon name? I think my sister's there."

 Turns out he knew it, and he knew they were no longer there. But, unable to take that at face value, she determined to visit and find out herself.