The Sunspire looks like we're in for nasty weather

she was silent only a moment before her head dipped in understanding. "don't be."  silent a moment longer, and then explaining.  "you took me in, after you knew where, who I'd been. after I killed my father, vanished, you accepted me back. I can not throw away your trust in me."  something rumbled in the distance; in the gathering dark a storm had gathered unnoticed. she twisted away, watching the horizon impassively. the shift in her was abrupt, the sudden quiet in the back of her mind lending her words a kind of solidity that had not been there before her disappearance.