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Where he lacked of grace, she excelled. Her movements were as smooth as a river's course through a valley. She was dignified and elegant, but he sense no challenge for superiority - which he didn't feel the need to fill. They were equals after all in such a place, in their current states.

He took her words silently, there was no need for him to reply to the answer she had given other than to give a simple nod as to indicate he had heard what she said. Very well. Turning his shoulder to her, he looked off into the steam, vision blurred by the white whisps. I'll be accepting followers, then. Of course, you are welcome to join me on this journey, I won't hold you to those words however, you and those others you speak of. If you chose to follow, consider yourself my captain for that band of yours. If we don't meet in two moon cycles from now, find me in the snowy North.