Sawtooth Spire *Knock-Knock* Daddy's Home

She was slow to arrive, delayed by the heaviness of her stomach, coming behind Mahler humbly. She knew he would know now through Wylla, but still had been afraid to talk to him lately- and there was Howl, at the border. Did he wish to join? Her heart swelled momentarily... but there was no guarantee of his intentions. Mahler was not always the most easygoing, she knew, and so she prayed that Howl might choose his words carefully... and hung back as silent support, willing him to impress the Eisen well.