Kintla Flatlands now I'm chained

So, he likely was ill. Leonore had guessed correctly.

She stiffened as he circled, ears shooting straight back once he began to stare for too long. That's because I am. I have family keeping me fed. These days it was certainly a lie, but Leonore had learned long ago that it wasn't good practice to let larger, older strangers know when you were alone. Thanks Vermouth.

Where's your friends? Or are you alone? She was more prodding than she was genuinely asking a question.