[private] Renewed shall be blade that was broken; Warlight

[Warlight]

Warlight

Luckily, the fall seems to have done no lasting harm, and although he peers at her, she thinks she sees recognition there. 

But her banter is unheard or unheeded, and he responds with a question of his own. "It wasn't exactly the plague," she responds, his use of her name confirming that he has put two-and-two together, recognizing her as the barely-alive creature he had found at the base of the mountain. 

"It was a sort of payment, I guess." She has to make an effort not to glance back to Starsonder with this addition - the child was the other part of her payment. But she knows the girl sleeps soundly, and her attention never visibly leaves her companion. Warlight lets her dark eyes take in his true form, the form that he possessed without any magical alterations, and she rolls her shoulders as she takes a step deeper into the water. "The mountain often takes just as much as it gives," she muses, "or so it would seem."

— soul as sweet as blood red jam —