Permafrost Hollows tu akela hi nahi hai

”It’th Lilia,” she corrected again, a bit less patient now that she had to repeat herself. She’d already begun to conclude that if he was cursed, and confession wasn’t helping, he might not be the best company. He suffered, but he didn’t win her pity. Not when he admitted so easily he had done wrongful things. 

He seemed willing enough to continue travelling and suffering, and she’d let him go. Best not to get involved, she thought. She grunted in response, and went on her way.