Blackfeather Woods Never fails, baby

She knew his eyes lingered on her face and gave him a cold, gimlet stare for it, as if daring him to say something. But he kept cordial and apologetic instead, speaking of his time away, Moonspear, wandering. . . Maegi was grateful when Ramsay arrived; having his muscle and presence beside her made the young woman feel much more steady, supported. She lifted her chin as he begin to list names, gaze darkening as she entered the past.

Euron wanders, she began, eyes flashing to Ramsay as if seeking confirmation. He'd said that, right? She turned back to Ganondorf. Cicero is dead. Miraak, dead. Vaati is by the sea. And Potema—I haven't seen her since the war. The war. In hindsight, her elder brother was right to flee when he did. The Redhawks came and chased us out. Killed Miraak and fatally wounded Cicero. It's not been the same since.

Maegi's face grew contemplative, then, as she looked Ganondorf over. Have you come back to stay, or simply to visit? she asked quietly.

i forgot to mention this in my previous post but i'm freaking out that you're baaack