Shadow Mountain tell me what color the sun really is

Uncertainty was voiced and, though somewhat disappointed by his answer, she'd nodded in acceptance of it. He did not know what he would have done had she been taken by her subordinate, and she was the same. His success could have forced her down a whole new path, and she couldn't know for sure how that would have effected her. For someone that enjoyed being able to live freely, however, she knew that it would not have been a pleasant experience at all, neither during the fact nor after. And so nothing was said in regards to his response, as it'd quickly resonated with her mind.

When he'd pointed out the death of the storm, she'd been glad, but not urged forward immediately. While the falling of the rain was coming to an end, the destruction that the storm had caused was sure to still be present, and so she'd felt skeptical about leaving just yet. "Perhaps we should wait," was her suggestion. "The amount of rain would have caused the mountains to become slippery, making them a danger to our safeties." One wrong step, and either could slide down the side or off of a ridge, which offered any number of outcomes. "It may be best if we stay until tomorrow." No longer was she in a rush to return home, the memory of Jolon having dimmed her earlier eagerness considerably.