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The stranger was quick to apologize, though she'd seemed far more startled by Bragi's arrival than Bragi was of hers. She was more confused — taken aback, if anything. Outside of festivals, it was extremely unusual for them to receive guests. At least not... conventional ones.

S'okay, she tried to reassure as the girl kept going, speaking of nightmares, and asking where she was.

Ah. Well this suddenly had the potential to go very badly.

She hesitated a bit before speaking, mulling over her choice of words. Our island. They call it Storm's Reach, I think. It was as close to the truth as she could manage, while also being vague enough to (hopefully) not spark any existential crises. She remembered the sleepless months in which she suffered from her own fondly.

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