[ He glances back; she raises an eyebrow in a query, but then he picks his answers carefully and her question of what came before is set aside. She could honestly sigh about it. Could, but doesn't.

Sometimes she misses the straightforwardness of her childhood when people would just say they didn't want to answer her questions. ]

I've been as far north as Perendale. Seen some familiar faces across the field in small skirmishes.

[ Adrasteia sucks her teeth. ]

I never made it to Weisshaupt.