if he knew it, it did not show. no uttering of a moonwoman or sunman. no familiarity of a village that housed so many of her name! emptiness felt like it grew inside her chest but she hid it with the warmth of this land.

it is...too much! a soft bah sound escaped her with a grin. sea might have been in her blood but it was the forest and mountains that reigned. yet it was not her she wished to speak about. not when he seemed a man with many stories to tell. many lives lived! how?

she offered him a thoughtful, sidelong look.

what was your favorite life to live, teemu? she knew it would be such a personal thing to ask! yet the gratefulness she felt for his kindness and help inspired a genuine curiosity of the man he was. rather, the men he had been.