Herbalists' Cache after the fire

He didn't understand why she cared. In classic Tartok fashion, he certainly didn't care. What she did out here did not matter to him, and her question hardly begged for an answer out of him. She had fought him well, though, and he could respect her for that much, even if she was an idiot in all other regards. Physical strength was more of an asset to him than anything else in this wild, crazy world.

You are far from Legion now, as am I, he answered simply. You fought well. Legion could do with another capable fighter. Kaertok's mood had shifted considerably since their last encounter. Context was everything, and now the mood had turned in an entirely different direction. Instead of sizing her up as an opponent, as a threat, he was now wondering if she might find a place among them.