[ she smiles. bitterblue might tell people she's immortal, but it doesn't quiiite work like that. ]

I tire and hunger and bleed like any other, but I don't suffer as others do. I've never been ill, and I don't feel weak if I go long without food. Cold doesn't bother me as it does others. I rarely feel pain, and I heal quickly when I do, and I always know what time it is and what direction I'm heading. And I can defend myself at most threats to my life. But that's only compared to others. I'm not immortal or without weakness.

I've been here since... [ she hesitates, thinking about it. ] five months ago. The first few months not much happened. It's been different lately.