Bearclaw Valley peach moon

it was incredibly reassuring her joke was well received; as issun followed along, nonplussed, indra offered a quick grin. it was long enough for issun to know she appreciated the jest; while it faded, it was no less fierce in its brief transpiring. "well, at least you can dedicate yourself to worthy causes." she joked, feeling the apprehension she had before had fled from her frame.

"who did you meet -- i mean, who let you in?" she asked, more to satiate her own curiosity than anything.