Noctisardor Bypass How would it ever get me by?

If speaking with Fiona had raised her spirits, they immediately plummeted again the instant Druid caught sight of Anselm. She would’ve preferred to melt back into the ferns unseen, though they’d already spotted one another. She sighed through her nose, squared her shoulders and tipped her chin as she moved toward him.

He left, you know, Druid said, the words themselves perhaps explaining the coldness of her tone.