Golden Glade Show You The Ropes

Thank you, I really appreciate the help. Eden smiled to Freya, before flicking her eyes to Syl and standing to leave their small circle. She figured as a caregiver, she should have a cache - which she hadn't gotten the chance to start just yet - as her first priority. Not to mention the thick wave of nausea that'd run through her. For now, her place in the conversation had ended, and Eden wasn't looking to overstay.