Blackfeather Woods Beneath the red scarf and a chapeaux

Her small face hardened as the woman--Nyx--spoke of Potema. "I don't know," she snapped, her tone acerbic. "I just. . .it's my name." She looked down, shuffling her feet. "Sorry. My mother and I don't like each other. That's all."

Maegi's eyes rose to meet Nyx's once more, as she slowly got over the slight the woman had given her by even bringing the priestess into the conversation. "Okay, guess," she said smartly, one corner of her mouth lifting in a crooked half-smile.

"She might not live here anymore, though," Maegi added, after hesitating for a moment on whether to voice the clue or not. "I looked for her, but I can't find her."