Ouroboros Spine you don't call anymore

She knew she was in the right place, if she needed somewhere to take a respite for a few days. Even as the thought crossed her mind, Meerkat blearily peered at her surroundings. She thought she vaguely recalled @Kukutux coaxing her further into the territory and adamantly refusing her hostess's hospitality, though her mind was a bit of a mess right now. Maybe she had only dreamed that part. She did know they'd spoken while Meerkat was under the poppies' influence, she remembered that much.

Before she could try to piece together any other details, someone approached her. Meerkat hastily sat up straighter, turning her body toward the stranger. He walked in a way that was altogether too familiar, though Meerkat had never sported a wooden brace on her own ankle. She stared at it in curious wonder, her attention only snapping back to his face when he spoke.

"Hi," she said, her voice a hoarse croak after all that sobbing and vomiting. She cleared her throat. "I'm Meerkat, a friend of Kukutux's and Sialuk's," she introduced, then waited for him to offer a name.