Ravensblood Forest torture saints with a single glance

there comes his story, then, filling in the gaps. if anything, her time on the isle has taught her it is best to know more about others than they may know of you. as such, she is content to remain nameless, baseless. "why not do so before being run off?" she tests, gaze almost disinterested as it rests on him, wondering if he'd been incapable or unwilling. he must be speaking of the isle's leader, though why the woman had found it necessary to run off this man and his group she did not know. she'd considered them safe on their island, something they'd been forced to give up but she had no inclination to mention.