Emberwood I'd dance in a storm in my best dress.

Bhediya liked Ibis's train of thought. It seemed that the conversation had shifted from solemnities to formalities. She wasn't a fan of either, but the latter certainly outranked the former. Instead of dragging along at a slow stroll, Bhe picked up a gentle trot.

I, uh.., she stuttered. The offer wasn't one that she particularly wished to accept. However, it would be wrong of her to deny Ibis's efforts to follow advice that she'd given. Not wanting the girl to see her hesitance, Bhediya masked it with a smile and a nod. I'll do whatever you need. 

The two of them weren't much better than either alone. The ascetic agreed that they would need more voices. There should be a balance. The council should have an array of trades, right? Bhediya wondered what trade she might have to offer.