Blackfeather Woods I came here to run it

Still looking at him, questioning his sanity and her own, she awaited an answer. What the Brotherhood had with not answering questions clearly and directly was lost on her, but she supposed it made for a nice challenge. They were a weird bunch - all of them, and somehow that made more sense than them all being as sane as any other. Luckily, she had become quite good at reading silent expressions - having two brother who barely talked, it was only expected of her.

Who are you? She questioned him, noticing neither of them really knew who the other was. At least - she assumed he didn't know who she was, and she definitely didn't know him.