Dragoncrest Cliffs Waving through a window

Fascinating wasn’t the first word that came to mind and soothing certainly wasn’t at the top of her list either. “Lover of nature I assume?” she guessed with a tilt of her head, brow raising slightly as she waited for an answer. Most of the naturalists she’d met from her travels were optimists who found beauty in all things, thunderstorms included, so she expected Wifi to be the same. That and also because Blixen held an interest in plants so she was curious if the trade ran in the family. 

Her wariness did settle a bit when it is revealed her name had been a guess, but it almost immediately spikes back up after she is asked about Blixen. “I wouldn’t exactly say close” she shared, glancing away briefly while trying to focus on the patter of rain outside, rather than how uncomfortable it was to be talking to the mother of the girl it felt like they were on the verge of gossiping about.