Cedar Sweep I dropped the berry in a stream

Unlike Ragna, Saena still grieved her losses. The shieldmaiden did not fault the woman for this. At least Ragna still had her memories of her mother whose name and face she knew well. Saena did not even have that. Just an emptiness where she knew something should have been- or so Ragna understood. She was reminded of Jorunn, the very thought of him still tasted bitter, but now there was an undercurrent of sympathy.

Ragna already felt pity for Saena, who seemed more upset about her late parents. It seemed unfair that she also had lost her children as well, and Ragna's heart ached for the woman. She wanted to help, though she would not stray far from the borders of the copse for a woman she had only just met. Will you tell me about them? If our paths cross, I could help, she offered. She didn't know where Saena was from or what help she had already enlisted in finding her daughters, but Ragna saw no harm in offering. Are you searching for them now? If she had lost anyone, Ragna would want to seek them out herself, not just trust others to do so for her.