Felltree Marsh from the place the world forgot

Sen had been expecting a simple answer like, "Yeah, it was one of your followers.", or something else along those lines. The actual reply had taken her a bit off guard, and such had shown for a split second when shock flickered through her gaze. The emotion was quickly swiped away, however, leaving behind the clean, stoic slate that was her usual demeanor. "And why's that?" Of course, Sen could think only of reasons that were, in some way, related to their encounter prior to the relocation. Since she'd been the one to question the younger's words, then maybe it was the Gorgon in particular that she had wanted to ensure was gone for good. It was a fitting thought, as far as the darkling was concerned.

"Whatever your reasoning, you've accomplished whatever you set out to do by finding me," she'd continued, unconsciously rolling her shoulder in the process—a habit she'd picked up recently. "So you can probably leave now. Head back to your wolves." Someday, maybe she'd actually develop basic social skills. But, of course, today was not the day for that.