A chorus of supposes

"I can't even imagine," Vai murmured, a frown furrowing her brow. She didn't think she had much in the way of secrets, dark or otherwise, but the idea of anything so personal being blurted out by a stranger, let alone a strange deity was fairly horrifying. "At least it disappeared again before anything terrible happened. You're okay - or you will be, in time." She smiled back at him, holding him for a minute longer before sitting back again. A musical laugh left her lips at the mere prospect of Devrum learning about any such encounter, and she shrugged to Remi. "I daresay he'd be more jealous not to have been there. That should give you a moment to run, at least." Her tone was lighthearted, because of course she would never let Dev enact any violence on the hawk, verbal or otherwise. Curiosity shot through the huntress's eyes, then, and she nudged Remi gently. "Say," she murmured, "you never did introduce me properly to that blueblood of yours." She'd already met Loren, of course, but that didn't mean she'd miss the opportunity to meet him as Remi's love interest. vervain where the wild things are