Moonspear as dark as the fallen star

He corrected her and she shook her head at herself, smiling at his words. She'd been somewhat close, at least. Her initial thought would actually have been closer, but she was glad she had decided against attempting to call him Drudge. That probably would've fallen under his list of worse things to be called.

Dirge invited her to join him, and she nodded in acceptance of the offer. She wasn't really up to anything that day and she could use the distraction from her heavier thoughts. "I do enjoy a good aimless wander," she said, stepping forward to set off with him, but allowing him to steer the venture.

"So, what would you like to talk about?" she asked as they went, "Want to discuss the weather? Talk about hobbies? Or go straight into swapping life stories and darkest secrets?" Liffey smiled to show that she was mostly jesting. It was the typical order of meet-n-greet conversations, she she figured why not just jump right in.