Tala thought that perhaps Halo had been like her homeworld, at a time. Always cold and icy, but for some parts of the year the barren fields lost just enough snow for the barren grasses to grow through.
She nodded as he spoke and was about to ask more questions, as she so often did, and then saw him move to his feet. She hoped she hadn’t bored him too much, she knew that the travelers her clan chanced upon had always been driven half-crazy by the sheer amount of questions she asked. ”Of course, thank you for the meal - and the drinks - and the conversation.” She added each as she realized she’d forgotten to include them, and then rose to her feet herself, intending to return to the comforting embrace of the hearth.
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Tala
there's a world that was meant for us to see
