Hushed Willows ἀνερρίφθω κύβος

Lily's ears flattened, if only slightly, at Seabreeze's correction. Even after all these moons, she still didn't have the hang of the proper introduction and explanation, and it was more than a touch embarrassing. Ah, well. He didn't seem like the kind of man to take advantage of their kindness, anyway, although one never could tell.

She glanced at the cream woman, a question in her eyes. I'd be happy to lead him on a tour, the blackbird said, a half-smile gracing her features. Unless you wanted to do so yourself--or you could come with us, too. There's a lot to see, she added, casting her eyes cheerfully at Teleklos. His accent did nothing to dispel the memories of Vilkas--it only strengthened them--but she tried her best to keep the ghosts of her past at bay.