Tristan remains quiet with an arm around Vesta. Storm sighs and gestures to Nill. 

"Well. Uh. She came from the Sidhe. Just found her way here by complete accident from the sounds of things. Saw my wings and approached me in the tavern and well... I've been helping her ever since." Storm smiles at Nill before looking at Vesta and shrugging again. "So I guess she's going to help us with things to pay me back? I keep telling her she doesn't have to but I definitely won't turn down extra help when it comes to this famine and sleep stuff."

Tristan clears his throat. "I don't know much about the Fae but Auntie S used to tell us-" He looks at Nill and then Strom. "They are tricky and like deals. They always make good on their deals. Just not always the way you expected or want them to."

Storm nods slowly. "Right. Well. I don't think we've struck any deals. I'm just helping cuz she was lost and needed helping. I'm not going to let her suffer because of what she is."

Tristan chuckles awkwardly. "I think it's lovely you're helping her. I just hope-" He stops.

Storm frowns. "Hope, what? Exactly?"

"I just hope you are both being careful is all. The Fae just attacked us last year. We should probably be cautious of- Well..." He clears his throat and looks away from them. 

Storm folds her arms across her chest. "Yeah. She does need protection from the Fae. She was a slave. So you're right. We will be careful."

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