#luxextenebriis

“...Why are you blue?” she blurts out, unable to help the question, even as the voices hiss and growl at her to move away from the stranger, saying that they must be dangerous.

"I suppose you’re my... escort? Babysitter? Whatever the Vanguard gave you as an assignment,” Ronja says, looking at the Guardian in front of her. The words aren’t cruel, or malicious; if anything, she sounds rather bored, tired even. And she definitely is that. “Name’s Ronja, though, I’d imagine the Vanguard’ve already told you that.”

“I was in the Reef a while ago, and I saw Lady Petra... making her knife float? I thought for sure I was the only one seeing it, but another Guardian said he saw her do that too.” She’s rambling a little, now that she’s in front of Arwen. She’s the only Reefborn Awoken she knows she can speak to comfortably, so of course, it’s her that’s going to get all the questions. “Can all Awoken do that? Make stuff float? How does that even work...”