Verdant Basin he speaks of the sickening longing, the unwell emotion.

it wasn't so uncomfortable here, piled together. muddy and smelly, and hungry sure, but not alone. that's all she'd wanted for the longest time.

hah! settled, then. she smacked the ground with a foot (not entirely sure which foot) and barked, hereby dub 'dis as home! in the morn' i'll get to pissin' on it --

her words became a bolt of laughter which made veran's head bounce, and that in turn made her laugh even more! and maybe we 'ken name it someday. home works fer me, though. fer nah.