Sohalia
In truth, Soh hadn't realized that the island was so new, but then, she hadn't traveled much before these last few seasons. Regardless, she was less than eager to wander such a dangerous - and, frankly, unappealing - place. It was part self-preservation and part lack of desire, and if that combination was what it took to keep her safe, well, so be it.She was pleased to find that she was allowed in the greenhouse, and she made a mental note to include it in her map of the Citadel - though it hardly seemed necessary, what with the looks of the maps on Deimos's walls. She wondered if perhaps coming here would end up being a primarily social visit, her mapmaking skills not being necessary if maps already existed.
Either way, travel to the Grounds being contemplated was something she'd yet to mention to anyone else, and so it seemed strange that she might discuss it with Deimos, who she knew hardly at all. If her maps did bring others to the Grounds, would that be a good thing? What little she'd seen of her homeland did not fill her with any distinct sense of pride. Rather, she thought it quite sad. "Perhaps," she said. "It would be nice if they were able to get back on their feet."
it's just a spark, but it's enough to keep me going
