Hoshor Plains made simple intricate paper bloom bleed red

the question she poses to him is rather simple and requires, he knows, a simple answer. except, it isn't so easy to answer. nothing in kjalarr's world is ever simple. the list of complexities is near endless. yes or no would suffice here, but there is much that lingers in the vast grey expanse that lies between. does he have a destination? yes ...and no. his gaze flickers her as he debates with himself. "eventually." kjalarr's answer is horrible vague, leaving much to be desired in it's wake; but it's the best single word answer he can give in the stead of 'yes' or 'no'; and the best part was there was undeniable truth to it. eventually he will have a destination in mind but currently he avoids the familiar. he avoids home. it is best, he thinks, until he has a force or at the very least a plan.