Nymera joins her on the bench. When they sit, she reaches over and lets her hand settle over Zinna's. The few students wondering the gardens glance their way but quickly return to their own studies or rushing to their next class, leaving the two of them almost entirely alone in the garden. 

She gives Zinna a worried look. "I'm... Free as I can be. And want to be. Considering all I saw for almost a hundred years was the farm. I know I'm... A target, I suppose." She chuckles but it isn't heartfelt. She squeezes Zinna's hand gently. "Zinna... Talk to me. What's going on? Where have you been?" She sighs. "I know things went badly between you and Kalil. Talk to me. I'm listening." 

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