Broken Boulder "What would you give?"

The woman, Lanawyn, settles beside her and Liri gives a happy hmm. She finds that she enjoys the company of others given that she had only herself for company for well over a year. 

The Tiny Voice could never be considered good company.

"Your brother is...shy," it is not criticism that falls from her lips, mere observation instead. Even a sort of empathy, a kinship from the bashful woman. "Kind, though," she adds.

"I'm afraid not. I got here perhaps the day before the others?" She knows not their names, only they are new too.

"It's quiet. Different than anywhere I've been but simple. I quite like it," she murmurs with a small smile. 

It's the truth. She does. There's something healing, residing here in this tiny corner of Teekon. Hunting, gathering her herbs, it's easy to forget what she's lost up here.