Lake Rodney Kill Wanheda, and you command death.

praimfaya's ears cup forth once more as he responds to her question, and she is reminded then of a saying that blodreina had taught her. jus drein, jus daun. blood must have blood, she speaks it aloud, softly, understanding that it is vengeance he seeks for the wrong doing upon drageda, because it is the way of their people. you could stay out the winter with roangeda, if you wish, she makes the offer figuring that sometimes you had to jump. with my mother's death i am in need of a new klikalida and a teacher. but as it leaves her lips it sounds well... a bit much to offer someone she just met, especially someone who had just told her that he didn't forgive her mother for abandoning drageda; but his blunt honesty makes her realize that she can trust him. it was strange logic, sure; nevertheless, if nothing else, its a bug in his ear to mull over.