Neverwinter Forest Bullet train to Iowa.

Dwin let that remark fly past her ears, having decided that in the presence of this lady she could be her cheeky self and cross such boundaries that she would not allow herself with other older people. After all, if your first impression of a person is tightly knit together with the image of being puked at then... well, you do not take them too seriously after that ever again. 

"Well, I am happy to inform that my annoying younger siblings have learned to walk and talk and have a secret, private life of their own with the added benefit of, whoever attempts to gobble them down, would have to struggle for that meal a lot," she explained. Lately the same kids, who had frustrated her to no end during the summer, had become more intelligent and actually interesting to talk to. She almost considered them as equals, until the next reckless or silly thing they came up with.

"I am almost free to go and do, whatever I want, except it is winter and very soon I will be snowed in calder and won't be able to go anywhere," she finished. Maybe next spring she would set out on a new adventure. That no longer seemed impossible.