Dragoncrest Cliffs intricate cities built from the slag of a bulldozed anatomy

do it

As she goes silent, Eske does not have anything else to add. Thuringwethil tosses her a look from where she stands as if questions run across her face verbatim but she does not press for them. She doesn’t involve herself with the girl working through the information. It she doesn’t have anything to ask, she’s sorted it out herself or she prefers to leave it unanswered for now. After a moment, satisfied with her own findings, she brushes off her words. Her slate eyes narrow but she relaxes a beat later. She continues on her inspection with Eske nearby and she leaves their time together in silence until they both return later to Hougeda.