Lena
She took a moment to sip at her tea, delicately, while it was still warm. It gave her a second to be stoic in the middle of all this unrelenting information, or process the ongoings while she’d been tucking herself away in the Celestine. “I wonder if we could just…not participate,” in anything Dahlia intended to orchestrate, or if that was a means to an end.
Her eyes landed back upon Zavien as he mentioned Hadama, and then…some assemblage of spying for the Torchline king. She set the tea cup down firmly, and her mouth went into a thin line, regarding both Dragoons with an air of suspicion. “Certainly, but is he doing something in return for your efforts? Or just putting you in danger?” Because putting Zavien in a precarious situation, with no effort exalted from the Tidebreaker, made Lena very unsettled and concerned.
The list of potential allies seemed long, but the Caretaker was well aware that they were all also busy with their own regions. “I’m not sure how much good it will do,” she murmured, about Everest. “He seemed very in league with her, though I can’t fathom why. Mateo may be the best option.”
Her eyes landed back upon Zavien as he mentioned Hadama, and then…some assemblage of spying for the Torchline king. She set the tea cup down firmly, and her mouth went into a thin line, regarding both Dragoons with an air of suspicion. “Certainly, but is he doing something in return for your efforts? Or just putting you in danger?” Because putting Zavien in a precarious situation, with no effort exalted from the Tidebreaker, made Lena very unsettled and concerned.
The list of potential allies seemed long, but the Caretaker was well aware that they were all also busy with their own regions. “I’m not sure how much good it will do,” she murmured, about Everest. “He seemed very in league with her, though I can’t fathom why. Mateo may be the best option.”
little more like coming home
