Whether or not Somnia had done a good job representing the Caldera was a question that would remain forever unanswered. Though he had to admit she had captured his interest with her intitial part of her narration, it was also important to mention she had lost him completely as she neared the end.
But even after his rather harsh exit to the conversation, he had remained intrigued. Maybe there was more to the Caldera. Maybe just like Peregrine thought his fellow subordinate was a prodigy recruiter and Ciervo begged to differ, the Caldera was neither run by tyrants or freaky flower childs that did nothing but to love one another endlessly.
Whatever it was, Ciervo was willing --again-- to listen, perhaps for once he'd be surprised..
"Someone named Somnia or something of the sort" he recalled, vaguely picturing the female's face in his mind.
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