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Bridget had been curious of the timid one since their few meetings, and being as she was, she wasn't opposed to letting that curiosity get the better of her.  She seemed high strung for a faerie, though you wouldn't catch her judging.  At least, not with any real ill intent.

She was up late that night as well, and was just returning from a quick drink when she caught sight of Teya staring at the sky.

Always kinda wondered where they disappear to when daylight comes.  Seems like a shame, she opened conversationally, shifting her steps to draw nearer rather than heading straight home.  It was quite possible Teya didn't want company, of course, but that didn't mean Bridget would ever assume herself unwelcome.  Teya, right?