Firestone Hot Springs A pale being of mist and moonlight

Sanctuary. Dulce thought back to the sanctuary she'd seen on her journey through the Wilds. The idea had seemed so silly then. Probably, eh, explorer, she nodded, choosing not to dwell on her tendency to judge, I don't know what else. There weren't many things aside from scouting that she was particularly interested (or experienced) in.

She thought to ask Olvida the same, but stopped to wonder if the amnesiac would even remember. Do you know? Dulce asked, wondering if different phrasing might make the question less potentially offensive.