"That's good to know but I am not entirely sure what you - thought I thought, there -"

"I dunno. Just - don't want you to go getting confused about how impressive I am, or whatever."

"Dunno what your options were. But Verita's - remarkably okay, for a kid raised in Cheliax, let alone an aasimar kid raised hiding her magic in Cheliax."

"Well. That's good."

"Yeah. It is."

She's not really sure what else to say, here.

It's a shame how talking is so hard. 

They go home.

Yeah. But it's better than nothing. She appreciates the effort. So she has work, and Verita, and daily non-Verita conversations, and she reads through both of her books and the one about the Deep Plane and Verita's books about the Underdark and the history of magic, and things aren't good but they're livable, and that's really all they've ever been anyway.

And eventually the month is up.

"It's five days, north, because there's a lot of distance to cover."

"'s cool, we'll get to see more of the world."

"Which places?"

"Isger again, tonight. Numeria, tomorrow. Then Hasanaliat, and after that we'll be camping in the ice. Everyone has warm clothes?"

"Dunno if they're warm enough for the north pole."

"We'll have Endure Elements prepared. - might not be enough to make it comfortable, depending, but it should be enough we can safely get a camp set up."

Nod.

And he takes their hands and drops them just outside Isger, so they can walk in on the roads.

Sounds good. 

There are no displayed executions today. There are still a lot of poor people hanging out in the streets. The inn they stayed at before has rooms.

They get a room. 

She can practice magic for a bit and then go to sleep.

She's up very early again the next morning.

He's on watch. Staring absently out the window, rolling an arrow that doesn't need any repairing in his hands.

"Are we going to Numeria in the morning, d'you think? Or right before tonight?"

"Dunno. We're staying in Starfall, which is about as crappy as this place. Maybe we'll stay here for the day unless anything looks fishy, skip out early if it does."

"Makes sense."

"You know this is pretty dangerous, right?"

"Yeah."