Ouroboros Spine iii. out of this home

The herbalist gave a small dip of her head, lips pressed together acceptingly. She could not be certain whether this meant that Adrastus would abandon his quest or not but she held him to no promises. His hours were surely filled as Sialuk's were, Raimo's as well -- perhaps even Aiwëndil could be counted amongst the various workers buzzing busily about the hive that the last Moonspearians had constructed in the Spine. He had accepted her offer of tutelage which was enough for now, the dove would wait and see if he found anything to barter for lessons with.

"How did you come to join Kukutux and Sialuk?" She asked of him after a few heartbeats, settling herself on beige haunches of sandstone -- not realizing that the words might be upsetting until they had already escaped her lips. Suppose he had been amongst the number of refugees Sialuk had mentioned from the strange storm and her careless inquiry reminded him of the experience.