Lena
It’s unfortunate that many would walk by someone who may or may not be in an unhealthy state, though before she could respond, there were other inklings afoot. Like Flora, Queen of Torchline was before her, and had somehow, in one way or another, had been talking with Koa. Thoroughly unaware of anything occurring between the two, her grin remained, trying to parse around delicate topics like recent deaths, but glad to see the young woman was still alive, despite the information passed within. “Oh, yes! Pleased to meet you. Do you know Koa well?” Seeing as how the Dragoon had never told her anything…she figured that might be a safe topic. Alas.
And apparently what she had found amusing (chasing after orbs and watching Zavien be foolish) had other consequences, and her smile faltered immediately. “I’m so sorry to hear that. I didn’t see any of that transpire,” she intertwined her hands, mulling over the circumstances. “A good thing you were around to help. Are they well now?” Presuming Ronin had taken care of it was one thing – but death had its way of still stinging.
And apparently what she had found amusing (chasing after orbs and watching Zavien be foolish) had other consequences, and her smile faltered immediately. “I’m so sorry to hear that. I didn’t see any of that transpire,” she intertwined her hands, mulling over the circumstances. “A good thing you were around to help. Are they well now?” Presuming Ronin had taken care of it was one thing – but death had its way of still stinging.
The universe listens to brave
