Ravensblood Forest featherlight

 samothes cants his head slightly, offering a quick, reassuring smile when thelxiope's eyes fall on him. as he's not met durnehviir before, he cannot attest to her temperment - but her words seem kindly, and he shoots her a slightly grateful look, fully aware that were he in her place with no prior knowledge of thelxiope and snowe, his own decision might not be so warm. perhaps he is more capricious that he has taken himself for.

 their shadowy leader arrives on the heels of durnehviir's words, and he offers a quick nodded greeting, noting constantine's expression toward their beauteous companion. they must have known each other for longer (and given her willingness to assume constantine's mind, he supposes they must have - he is still green behind the ears himself, after all). for the sake of saving time, the messeda clears his throat. "this is thelxiope and snowe," he introduces, indicating each with a graceful point of his nose, "i've met both on prior occasions and can attest to their characters. thelxiope is a healer; snowe has suffered a misfortune she cannot recall, and thelxiope is assisting her in her recovery." the scholar looks to thelxiope, hoping he has explained adequately - and also signalling that if there's anything the pair wishes to add, they may do so.