Cedar Sweep I wonder what it's like to be my friends

she was kind, though germanicus was innately wary of her question. yet he sensed no malice behind it. "what is the name of your home? i am learning the art of healing myself, as it were," he revealed, thinking of his conversation with sacnite. but he would not mention her to a stranger; protectiveness welled in him for she especially as kingslend began to strain beneath the schism between célnes and their worship.

but not célnes and their god. 

"i am germanicus," the guard introduced, putting the lacework of arlette's name into the shelves of his mind. "i have only just begun to learn. i do not yet know many names of things."