Wild Berry Meadow promise

She frowns slightly at Eleni's briefly-wrinkled nose, glancing down at the berries and wondering if they're even less appealing than she'd thought. She knows she isn't the best judge of these things, but she can't help feeling slightly disappointed anyway. We'll look there next, then, Her tone is neutral, almost distracted, gaze drifting in the direction her sister had mentioned. He's an odd one, isn't he? She almost doesn't hear her own words, and moves on abruptly. Her voice is a bit too measured when she speaks again, still not looking at Eleni: Aldric and I are mates.