Duskfire Glacier Baby love me, apocalyptic

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The questions that game forth seemed genuine. Genuinely interested, maybe?
But the jest at spirituality had not been missed, and in the chaos of her own mind, El wasn't sure how to process it aside from nonbeliever 

"I still hear them. Often times now, I just tune them out. I...had a coven-sister, once. Her name was @Aerenys. But we were separated by a fire in the Blackfeather Woods, and I have not seen her since then. I worry that she is dead." Now, the unsettling and eerie stare that was Eldritch flashed with mortal feelings - love, worry, loss, grief, sadness, anguish. 

"I loved her. And I know she loved me too." 

Eldritch sighed after her words, looking absently back to the cavern mouth. Perhaps she could take up residence here, if the original owner of the cave wasn't around anymore?