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[kingsdaughter]

[Sigrid is looking fairly haggard and pale. Behind her is the rugged green wilderness surrounding the Station, though the Station itself is not in sight.]

I'm in the middle of nowhere at all and I've got a bad leg. I couldn't find my locket and I had to ask a thrush to find it for me. A thrush. I'm talking to thrushes and they answer me. Anyway I need help. The thrush said he'd go and find someone, but I don't know who he meant. Does anyone know if thrushes are wise birds or silly birds? If he brings back a bear or something, I've got to hide now.

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[reticence]

[It's actually not faked, however rusty it might sound. That's just kind of the way he is? You get used to it after a while.

Faolan isn't going to point out that not only was she facing down one but five imps on her own in the middle of nowhere. Well, with a direwolf to aid her, whatever that was exactly. He gets the feeling that will just set her on the defense again.] And where is your canine friend now then? [As far as he's concerned, a trained wolf is far more useful than a thrush ever will be. Although maybe, given his circumstances, he might be prejudiced against birds, considering one stole the love of his life away. No, Faolan, don't think of it like that. You're an assassin. She is a lady. It was never meant to be.]

[kingsdaughter]

Probably still at Caer Glaem. Oh! [She realizes his misunderstanding.] I was at Caer Glaem when the imp bit me. That's been a couple of days. I've only just now found myself in the middle of nowhere after chucking a ball of yarn at a thing. Nothing slows down here for a moment.

[reticence]

['Caer Glaem'. So she must be of the Seelie court. Faolan files this away for later. He raises his eyebrows further at the mention of 'chucking a ball of yarn at a thing' and finding oneself in the middle of nowhere because of it.]

"A thing"...

[kingsdaughter]

Something that moaned and wouldn't stop. Horned sort of thing, but it was shadowy so I couldn't see it well.