The fallen’s expression softens upon hearing the girl’s comment. A knowing soft smile spreads across her lips as she arches her brow towards the other in an inquisitive manner.
“If that was really what you thought. Would you be standing here right now?” she remarks back as she gestures to Elowen.
𝓕αℓℓєη 𝓡σѕє 𝓐ηgєℓ ࿐ ❦
Elowen doesn’t answer her inquiry about being ‘hunted.’
Instead, she pivots focus to this whole ‘safe haven’ she mentioned.
“Safe haven, here? I find that hard to believe.”
