Northstar Vale nameless, faceless

he smiled, soft and warm. the answer was not what he had expected. yet it gave way to a lesson to be taught.

lots of green stuff means lots of places to hide. he offered softly. gesturing towards bushes, beds of moss. epoch truly was the opposite of mereo. in nearly all regards.

if you were a spy or an assassin, where would you hide?

they would continue this discussion. he'd give her the tactical knowledge he had built in mereo, and she would give him unreplaceable time together.