Nill nods along as Storm explains. When she mentions the possibility of food, the pixie lifts her gaze to the draconian, tilting her head, expression perfectly flat.

=11pt“This place is having the strange…” Her attention drifts back to the vardo, grey eyes studying its occupants.=11pt “So she is being the seer. Interesting.” As they approach, Vesta smiles and nods a greeting to Storm.

=11pt“Hello, Storm. It’s been a while. I hope you’ve been well.” Her gaze flicks down to Nill, one brow arching with curiosity. =11pt“It seems you’ve brought a new friend.”

Nill performs her series of peculiar hand motions, then extends her palm towards Vesta, unwavering.

=11pt“I am calling myself Nill.” Vesta blinks. Her smile falters, and she frowns slightly.

=11pt“You are… calling yourself?” There’s a slight pause before she shakes her head, then dips into a practiced curtsy. =11pt“I am Vestarin Maireni Solsari.”
She makes no move to take Nill’s hand.

Nill simply turns to Tristan and repeats the same motions, her expression unchanging.

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