My Cup of Tea

"Yes, that's my hope as well," Vai murmured regarding her daughter's return home. Hopefully sooner rather than later. But as she had said, for now at least she had a roof over her head and she was talking to someone other than her spider and the sounds of the forest. That would have to be enough, she supposed. Absently taking up a rag to polish a bar that needed no polishing, she glanced up at intervals to regard Kalt. He waxed poetic about her daughter, she noticed - all great strength and great fragility - and she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. Then there was that comment - I've done it before - and Vervain really was intrigued. "Forgive me, I thought you had just met her?" she asked, tilting her head curiously. "Did you know her from Northaven, or...?" She hadn't heard his name back in the settlement, but that didn't necessarily mean he hadn't been there. But when there were others - Remi, Ronin, even Devrum, if Ashe could pluck up the courage - Vai thought it odd that Kalt hadn't come up even in conversation. vervain I am always on your side