Emberwood you get lost in the sauce, you become the sauce

"Same," Lavender agreed; Bhediya was the last wolf that she had expected to encounter. "It's been... a while," she hesitated then, her ears flattening, "A really long while—I hope that things have been well for you." Lavender's words lingered, holding a weight that she hadn't anticipated; there was so much that she wanted to say, but she failed to find the proper words. 

"I don't really know what to say here."—Bhediya admitted soon after, and Lavender laughed. It had been so long since anything had evoked the emotion from her. "I don't either," she admitted once she had composed herself, "How about you, uh, tell me a little more about this place?" Lavender regarded their surroundings with a glance; Easy had picked a beautiful home.