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The russet girl smiled tightly at his offer - he sure did talk a lot. Not that it was a bad thing but after being solo for so long, she couldn’t help but feel as if it was too much. The drastic change from quiet to a full conversation was something that Rhaenys found admirable; especially since she wasn’t a talkative type herself. 

“I’m not ready to settle down right now,” She said clearly, ears pointed forward. The silence filled the void once again, for the briefest of moments, before Siqsa broke through it with ease. “No, I’m from the North. Place called Rhaesuial.” And while the name left a sour taste in her mouth, it still rolled off her tongue as if she had said it many times before.