Herbalists' Cache change my mind so much I can't find it

gjalla did not answer immediately. her gaze lingered beyond him, distant. 

"yes," she does not say that it was or it would be again. stormrift would be her home until she was cold in her grave.

her eyes flicked back to him at the mention of svalla. blackfell must have loosened his tongue, if sun eater knew her name.

"she is no one to me. i escorted her to darukaal and returned here." gjalla said coolly, but there was a bite to it—an edge still rough from unspoken grievances.

she rolled the bone beneath her paw, her thoughts heavy. "why do you ask?" her words were careful, measured, a quiet challenge in the way her head tilted ever so slightly.