Noctisardor Bypass If I send this void away

The girl looked worried regardless of the pleasantries exchanged by both adults. She stole shy glances at the stranger and remained huddled close to Laurel.

It wasn't within Indra's current capacities to judge the situation properly or to have an opinion outside of whatever choice her mother made, and as she witnessed, there was a strained friendliness between both women. That at least meant this person wasn't a threat; plus, they smelled quite strongly of Mahler, which should have clued Indra in to their trustworthiness - except, Indra still wasn't sold on the old man either.

The final nail in the proverbial coffin came after Laurel tried to usher her daughter away, and Indra caught another look at Wylla, seeing a taut smile there which made her uneasy. She couldn't muster one of her own and meekly turned away, hurrying to keep up with her mother. Her tail remained firmly tucked throughout the brief encounter.