#wrenpak.

It had been a few weeks since the first chance encounter, something that surprised her considering she’d been planning on making a quick visit and instead it turned into something all together different. It wasn’t that the surprise was unwarranted or unappreciated, but just...well, not her typical motive. There was something special in that, or maybe it was the girl herself who had been special - but that was a well kept secret, one she didn’t intend on telling. After all, that always made weakness from flesh and bone, avoiding the notion like a self imposed Achilles heel. Champagne stem in her hand, attention flicked to the oracle as they sat on the balcony, away from the noise and distraction of the Cavae. “What was it like?” Casual question before elaborating. “Where ever you were calling home before here.”