Broken Antler Fen Flawless.

dacio brings up a point that praimfaya had been stubbornly trying to avoid: that it was likely the rusalkan crone wasn't far from them and would probably be waiting. it was a thought that has occurred to praimfaya prior to speaking her desire to see for her own two eyes that the woman was lying and warn isi. still, she is impatient. she does not want to wait and risk prolonging the lurking danger she assumes isi is in. in this, she is truly blodreina's daughter. patience had rarely suited her mother well. but praimfaya knows that she cannot be so reckless — regardless of how appealing the idea was. she couldn't risk her life or the life of roankru.

a small huff escapes her: a surrender, an admittance that he is right and a subtle way to communicate that she is not necessarily happy about it. unhappy about it or not does not change the fact that dacio is right all the same. praimfaya is quiet for a moment, thinking through it all. namely, the problem she sees is the sea crone herself. we could just kill her, praimfaya suggests. it sounds like an easy solution, a simple fix... but then that tactitian's mind of her recalls it ( too late ) and her brow furrows in thought. — but that wouldn't necessarily solve our problems with rusalka would it? she asks quickly after, almost to herself ( though dacio is welcome to chime in! ).

kill one leader and another one appears, right? she lets out another small huff and stares at a tree over dacio's shoulder, wishing she could make it combust or bend beneath the weight of her gaze. what should we do? about rusalka, about their leader being so near them, about her fixation on isi.