Deepwood Weald I found peace in your violence

Darkwoman had followed Talis. 

An icky feeling crept up in her stomach at the mere thought of eating, however much she wanted to eat. Maybe it was one thing or another or she just felt under the weather. Which terrified her in its own right - she wasn't in a place where Oddvoices would come and care for her when she fell ill. 

So she sat, reluctant to eat with a Kusuma not... hungry... in hopes it was enough to ease his concern. Talis eat it. Need be strong. 

Her ears ran warm with each half-hearted glance at him. She felt nervous - well, more than usual. 

Talis want... talk?