Wheeling Gull Isle boiled eggs and cold brew

Normally, her guest might have been ignored with subtle disinterest; the memories associated with Daiyu were too potent. The strangely familiar scent acted as first alarm, quickly followed by the unwelcome presence of its source.

Ying looked at Daiyu through trained side-eye, studying the girl's expression as they continued along the border. 你什么时候到的? the guardian asked. Her presence hadn't been otherwise noticeable, though Ying wondered if there was a reason.