Duskfire Glacier lluvia

"you ask many questions, kaan," silvertongue purred, her smile still gently wondering at faust's interest. he sought information for darukaal, surely; their travel and her injury would draw attention. "would you believe me if i told you i did not remember?" silvertongue asked, her eyes now unmoving from his muscled form. she was thankful for that lack of pity, wishing almost that she could tell him the story of how it had happened. "i am grateful to rest. but there is more travel ahead," she murmured, her eyes upon the horizon once more. beside him silvertongue felt small and rather weak, sentiments she did not enjoy in the least.