Moonspear Moodi / Cryin

Keen had lost most of her interest in him, to be honest. If he wasn't up to the task she had initially suggested, well, she just didn't have much use for his presence! Still, she didn't want to be rude. So she followed him and indulged his chatter with a tired smile, and tried her very best not to yawn. Maybe he could help me sleep this way, she thought, bored with the implication that she must be a stargazer.
Historian, actually, She answered, and promptly failed in her mission to avoid yawning. I've been putting together Moonspear's history. Lost track of time. If only she could go back to that sweet state of total focus — but no, she needed to rest first. Keen knew from experience that it was never wise to neglect herself in favor of her histories.