@witchtchr asked: "I got here by accident. How did you get here?" Questioning Sentences v 34 | accepting.
"Oh, I would say that I am here mostly of my own free will and partly by compulsion." It's very much an answer that doesn't answer anything at all. Her voice is even, carefully neutral, even as she assesses the other. Seemingly to be nothing more than an ordinary person, but Beryl can see that there's more to her than what meets the eye. But such a matter seems quite...irrelevant. At least for now.
More important is the matter at hand. It’s quite early, dawn yet to break, the morning air frigid. Though that certainly begs the question of what she’s doing in such an isolated place at such an hour. Beryl herself doesn’t have a good reason; practicing swordsmanship is the truth, but it certainly sounds more like an excuse.
"An accident, then." If she'd been of a less dispassionate nature, perhaps she would have offered the other a smile. But she keeps her expression controlled, cold even, only the faintest hint of warmth glimmering in her irises.
"Are you hurt anywhere?"
