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jester's fingertips fidget with the belt resting on her hips, an idle habit she's not even aware of as her eyes stay fixed on the former love of caleb's --- astrid, who walks several steps before the little tiefling and halfling women. "did you think she was going to be like this? what do you think of her?" she asks, a rushed and harsh whisper, as she leans towards veth. 

THE DINNER was... tense. Veth hardly touched the food on her plate at all, and she can’t help but breathe a sigh of relief when Ikithon dismissed them from his domain ー in fact, she was one of the few to scatter out immediately after the brief exchange with the two scourgers; evil but kind and Caleb’s old friends all the same. 

The two, particularly Astrid, brought up conflicting thoughts to the halfling woman. She feels the hurt in their eyes, the same as Caleb in that jail cell all those months ago ー yet she feels the solemn resignation, the thought that it can’t get better than how they’re living now. Maybe it could, if they are willing to be saved by them. No one deserves to live in ignorance, after all ー  right?

She scrunches her nose, a supple, tanned hand tapping her jawline as her eyes fixate upon Astrid as Jester leans in to whisper in her ear. She whispers back hurriedly, “Well, you know ー I thought she’d be, like, a LOT meaner than she is ー you know ? It’s a bit weird to see that ー well, that she’s nice ー” Veth blinks to glance at Jester, and then glance back at Astrid ー Jester’s not particularly subtle when it comes to curiosity or intrigue.