Wheeling Gull Isle Put my finger on the spot

Her eyes narrow further at his words. Had she known the thoughts in his head, she would've cast him away immediately; who was he to question her leave? Did he think their once-friendship was more important than her freedom? It was unlikely that he would be one of the ones who knew nothing of the sisters' slavery; one would have to be as reclusive as Ruò to have never known. 

Lucky for Fengmian, Huā could not read his thoughts. 

Instead she lashes her tail back and forth once, gazing at him with cold blue fire. Giving in, she tells him, I wanted to see you too. But it's been a long time, and things are different now. I don't know you in the way I once did... you will have to regain my trust. Everything is different since we left the south... She sighs, gazing out past him to the mainland for a moment. 

Her gaze turns back to Fengmian, If I am cold, it's because I'm careful. Don't take it personally... you are welcome to stay with Yuèlóng. For however long it suits you.