There had been only silence coming from Tamaska as she listened whole heartedly to Sheauga's side. There was so much pain and exhaustion coming from her, enough to bend the world to its knees. But it was all understandable and also something that could, with enough time, heal all wounds from existence. There was a heavy weight in her chest at the talk of going back to Northfall, to Wardruna. She knew why it had to be done, but it didn't mean she had to like it.

Shall I wait for you just outside of Northfall? I don't want to be a sore spot between you too, as I think that my presence would only meddle with things for you both. Even if the thought of Sheauga leaving her side for the slightest amount of time, made her weak and sick to the stomach. But why was that? For now, the answer wasn't entirely clear.