Hoshor Plains No one needs to hear your words...

"Then may we meet again, white rat." Perhaps no names would be remember for each other except for the nicknames.. But even then in the future, Orlaith wouldn't remember him at all, besides faint recognization. Perhaps it best in the end she didn't learn his nickname, but maybe in later life, the two could end up as friendly rivals, of sorts.

With a smirk, she left.