Shadowwyn Moor he's got eyes, but he can't see

it was not words of congratulations or words of mild concern for the chosen territory that terance heard-- in fact, it was not related to the territory at all. terance found himself shocked to hear indra ask about him. it didn't show more than a flick of his ears, but terance was surprised. his head turned, gaze falling upon her amber features, studying them. and then, finally, he responded. "we don't know what we need until we find it," he responded, like he had all the wisdom in the world. 

but terance knew nothing. had nothing. except for rannoch, and maybe treason. he suspected treason would leave as soon as she got bored, but terance found her company worthwhile and her presence valuable-- so he didn't dwell on it. and as long as rannoch was well, terance's nose was floating above the water. that seemed to be all he needed to keep going. 

"i've seen a lot this year," he began, head turning again to face away from the valley girl, "but i'll see more. i'm content where i am." and he was. nothing was ideal, but he was alive and breathing, and so he was well enough.