What- Did she not? Do i sleepwalk? Did I fall that far behind?She says with a slight crook of her head, equal parts exaggerated sarcasm and perhaps a little bit of genuine concern.
She looks out across the world below the peaks, bleak, windy, cold world. Not even caribou in the fields below. The thought reminds her of the hunger pang in her gut. Her gaze drifts back over to Yakone, watching her hunter's form lord over her. "What better things?"
