Northstar Vale i'm so tired of eating all my misspoken words

Raising a brow, Siarut nodded. He could understand the feeling, although he was curious. Ceara was a wanderer at least from what the pale man gathered before they parted aways, but this was a little far to wander. Although he realized that was a little hypocritical, considering he was so far from home himself. Although he was necessarily wandering. He couldn't help but worry though, he couldn't help the soft spot that lingered for this woman.

"Everything ok?" He felt stupid as soon as the words left his mouth, but deep down he was hanging on the questions. He wanted to know if her life was so much better without him interfering. Had she found peace without him. He secretly wished she hadn't, but berated himself for the very thought. Siarut wanted her to need him, but at the same time knew she deserved to be happy. He was contradicting himself, and it was frustrating. Trying to keep his emotions in check the smile slipped slightly.

There was no doubt that if she were in trouble he would help. He focused on the moment, lest he get carried away in meaningless emotions. It would have been better if they hadn't met again, at least for Siarut, but that didn't mean he actually wanted her to suffer. He wouldn't listen to the darkest part of his mind.