She turns with the mug of steaming tea. She takes a long look at her sister and inclines her head.
"Hail and well met, my sister," Aridis greets. She looks more somber than one would expect from the Eagle of the quartet. She was aware of what had happened to some degree. Talk always flew about after a battle and this was no different. She would not demand answers for she did not think it her place.
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