Swiftcurrent Creek Get you gone now, have some fun

She hadn't thought Akavir would answer her call, yet here he was. Reverie only nodded her own greeting at first, listening to all that each leader said. They would help, then. She tried not to look as relieved as she felt, though she allowed a faint smile.

Hi Akavir, She murmured when the man greeted her verbally, wondering for a moment what he must be thinking. Was he displeased to see her? Did he dread fulfilling the promise he'd made?

Reverie wouldn't make this more difficult than it needed to be, but neither would she spare him the discomfort. Thank you. Both of you. If - if either of you are ready now, I can wait to travel with you back to Hushed Willows. Or... you can come whenever you're ready, She blinked, suddenly a little overwhelmed with the thought of bringing Arric to her home. Not because she didn't want him there, but because — well, his opinion mattered to her. His opinion of what she'd made for herself mattered. What if he looked at her home and found it lacking?

Well. Too late to take any of it back now.