Sun Mote Copse I wanna dream and make believe people can fly

And ding, there we go.  The winning argument was clear from the change in her expression, and Colt gave himself a silent pat on the back.  Not half bad.  Alright then.  Well, if we're good here, I'm about to go check out the borders.  If you want to come.  He didn't quite phrase it as a question because he was expecting a no, but instead she fell in step next to him.

What followed was a veritable pumping of information, but one he weathered patiently.  She seemed keen on knowing everything there was to know about places he'd been, and since he didn't mind too much talking about himself, he shared what he remembered (and what was appropriate).  Especially about the Blackthorn home, which felt honestly rather similar to here with the open door policy.  Good talk.