Dragoncrest Cliffs good lord, what would that sound like without love.

Blixen adds on to her story and her cheeks burn red, realizing she’d fallen short in explanation. Between her mind swirling with new anxiety, and worry she may not have a home anymore, she turns her gaze to focus on something else. The less she talks, the less trouble she can get into, at least.
 
When Heda has questions for them, their explanation not sufficient, Artaax speaks up and fills in the blanks. She glances toward him, then toward the dark woman for answers. She’d forgotten about Prince in the whirlwind but he hadn’t reconvened with them and she worries they’ve left him in danger. Furi awkwardly shuffles her feet and waits, glancing to Eske for comfort.