[ So weak that she's afraid to fly. Anger burns behind Mirar's eyes. Who could have done this to her? He has never met anyone more powerful than Auraya. Whoever had managed to imprison her had done their work well.

But if she's willing for him to be around her now - and he'd be asking her about that as soon as he could - then he could help her. He gives her a brisk nod, and moves to her side. ]

I don't get the impression my money will be much good here. I'll have to try and sell my services. There's a green area not far away; we could rest there. [ Side-eyeing her, hoping to bring more humour into that smile. ] You might prefer that to the crowds, anyway.