Gyrfalcon's Keep That I could be looking for

As her words were concluded, he'd pulled away, and she knew then that his decision was made. Where others were lacking, he certainly was not, his art of control being something that she found to be most fascinating. It was discovered in that moment that there existed nothing for her to teach him, her previous worries of another Jolon-like incident taking place in the future having since faded away. "You manage yourself well," was all she could say in regards to his doings, her own gaze lingering upon his features in the same manner as one might look at an award. She'd readjusted herself, then, allowing for her body to move into a sitting position. While she could think of nothing more that might be taken away from their encounter if she were to linger, she'd found herself unable to leave just yet.

"What is your name?" the girl had asked, seeking something by which she could call him. There burned within her a need to know of his origins, as well as of where he'd learned to master such an impressive level of self-control. Yet, neither question had been presented, pushed aside and left abandoned instead.