Blacktail Deer Plateau With the evening sun

a brief moment of confusion flashes across his face before it smooths out with the only logical conclusion ingram could come to: toula has already spoken to her.

yet, the girl has yet to call him to leave. so, perhaps her and her attendant will still gathering their things.

yes. rumbles ingram. you are not? a question spoken as more of a statement. the way she worded it was answer enough. perhaps it is time to turn from the daedra.

it was a heavy conclusion: that meant more than what he spoke.