[Remember him? No, not quite. As the blueblood she's run into at some of Signless' meetings, perhaps, but not as his executioner. That's yet to come for her, only a short way into her future, but her smile is still bright and her cheerfulness untainted right now.
Well, except for the grumbling she's doing about all the snow.]
Caves should be warm, what do they think they're doing... [She mumbles to herself as she kicks up some snow, wandering vaguely in Darkleer's direction but apparently still oblivious to his presence.]
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Well, except for the grumbling she's doing about all the snow.]
Caves should be warm, what do they think they're doing... [She mumbles to herself as she kicks up some snow, wandering vaguely in Darkleer's direction but apparently still oblivious to his presence.]