Larksong Grotto Gnawing on the bishops.

Well, as morose as Tavi was currently feeling, this guy seemed to have enough energy and enthusiasm for the both of them. He was all smiles, and Tavi couldn't help but crack a little smirk at his exuberant expression - though the rest of her remained placid. If Reek liked this guy and thought he'd be a good addition to whatever the crap they were doing here, then that was good enough for her. Yep, this is it. Home sweet... Something.

It wasn't the Maplewood, and it wasn't the Orchard where she grew up. In fact, as prolific as the trees were in this place, it was more rock and roll than anything else. There was the grotto itself, a mountain coated in residual ice that would take thousands of years to melt away, and the lake at the center which she hadn't quite reached yet. Everything else was hard, rigid, and difficult to traverse. Tavi was completely out of her element here. It was fine when she was just passing through, picking the easiest path she could back when she visited the north, but -- now this was going to be home. It was a lot to adjust to.

You ever live in a place like this before? she asked, her tone speculative but a bit more energized than before. Maybe this golden boy was a mountain man at heart? As far as she knew, Tavi was ill-suited for this kind of terrain; she was big and heavy, and... Well, injured right now. Maybe it only appealed to Reek because of its proximity to Saena? This thought she dismissed quickly, as she did not want to think about the friend she had just left behind.