Dragoncrest Cliffs news travels slow between those two

aye. rhaegal murmurs confidently enough. beneath the shadows of the entire corten, and corten-sveijarn clan rhaegal no longer feels the pressure that he had to know himself and what he wanted to be right that second. though he doesn't necessarily like not knowing, he knew he'd be allowed to blossom here.

or, if not knew than at the very least hoped.

i'm in nae rush. though 'taking the long way 'round' to find himself didn't mean that he would be idle in the meantime. meerkat, he repeats. she's my uncle njord's wife. he gives quen the insight of his familial connections here: a surprise to rhaegal upon it's discovery but a pleasant one at that.