"I'm heading to Torchline," Arialla said. Of course, she knew nothing of Sam's suffering -- she hadn't even seen him for weeks. Actually, she should fix that, probably. "I suspect I'd be more hindrance than help, here. Though I've been trying to offer a hand with the preparations. Where is Samuel staying in Torchline? I might try to drop by and say hello."
Arialla went to the sheets, touching them to see how dry they were, whether they needed to be put away yet. "I did talk to Safrin! Actually, she told me to seek you out -- you and Delphia. We were speaking of ... the souls of the Ascended."
Arialla glanced around, uncertain whether this was a subject that should be broached in public.
please don't take my sunshine away
