Arrow Lake Show no fear, for she may fade away.

"hello," mahler murmured. she too felt graytoned and exhausted. somehow this was a comfort to the general, and he moved at her side with a heart slightly more warm. "you are nyx, ja?" the gargoyle inquired, glancing toward her. aesthetically the ostrega was a pleasant sight; he only wished that he had more appreciation for her than a fleeting look. stigmata consumed his thoughts; surely the woman would understand. "did you know stigmata vell?"