Dragoncrest Cliffs Every single one's got a story to tell

East had not heard anything to indicate that Heda had arrived at Trigeda before he left, so it must have happened after he departed. He caught her similar trip up in words, and the part of him that would always love his mom was relieved to hear she needed him here, as tainted as that love was by grief and resentment. He gave a formal dip of his head. I'll help wherever I'm needed, he replied. He stepped towards her again. He wanted to say more; to tell her that he wanted to work through his blame and anger and get back to how they used to be, but he couldn't get the words out. Deep down, he needed the anger; it was a distraction from his anguish, and he wasn't in a place to give that up yet. For a minute, He stared at her, momentarily frozen, before finally asking, Who is commander now? Not that it really mattered; he would follow their lead regardless, but he was curious.