Meadowlark Prairie Retreat into your mind

She repeats the name of his home and at first he doesn’t think much of it. An act of committing something to memory. When she speaks again, however, mentioning the name of his commander, his ears fall back upon his head in surprise. He’s loaded with a new wave of emotion he isn’t sure what to do with, uncertain how this woman has a connection with his home and what he has possibly gotten himself into without realization. Stiffly, he nods his head, and it takes a few silent moments before he speaks again.

“She is our commander,” he instructs. How she phrases her question, he doesn’t expect she knows too much about their culture and the dedication of Heda to their home but he knows her (or at least of her) nonetheless. “How do you know Heda?”