Duskfire Glacier glakoss

The brief hold of his gaze was enough, rough confirmation all she needed to hear. Her eyes met his briefly before they stared at the rolling mist beyond.

"Before I came here, I was involved with a man. My sister's husband." Careful words, Satori dared not gage his reaction yet. Would he care? "We...bonded. He was gentle, kind."

Her muzzle turned skyward, wistful as she realised her urge to spill the truth was as much a cathartic ritual for herself as it was a duty to Faust. "He- he died. At my feet. They cast me out for it."

Satori remained almost lost in thought, willing the lakemist to swallow her whole. "So you see - I'm not really cut out for this whole wife thing."