Noctisardor Bypass another world

Just as she suspected. Fiona smiled. I'm not opposed to watching after children, she replied. I watched after my own younger siblings last year and managed to keep them from getting into trouble. It was the pregnancy and childbirth she hadn't been able to get anywhere near. Once they were out of the bag, so to speak, they were much easier for her to deal with, even if the smell of the den did make her stomach flip-flop on occasion.

We trained in different places. We have... disagreed on things in the past, when it comes to taking care of others. She wasn't about to badmouth Etienne in front of somebody she'd just met, that was for sure, but Etienne had insisted on moving that girl with the injured head, and Fiona couldn't shake the image out of her head. If she was still alive, it was likely that she would have been better off dead.

There was another thing that had been tickling the back of her mind since their last encounter. When I arrived, you said you weren't yourself. What did you mean by that? she asked. It had seemed like Druid shifted rather quickly in and out of something yesterday, but since Fiona didn't know her very well at all, it was hard to assess exactly what was going on. She imagined this was also what Anselm had meant when he had further suggested they stay. Something was going on, and Fiona believed she could dig in deep and find out what that was.