The Sentinels The Seventh Hero Beyond the Engine

indra's steps -- confident before -- slowed as she came across wraen; she was looking for that flicker of recognition, that shift of warmth in her friend's eyes. she began to doubt herself - perhaps this was not wraen at all, she must have been mistaken -- she was just about to excuse herself shamefully when recognition swept through wraen's features.

relieved but no less troubled, indra's expression shifted to light concern. "how are you, wraen?" so much had changed since she had last seen her -- could she even catalogue the ways in which her life was different now?