The Changeling was familiar with the resentment involved with being forced to do something you rebelled against with your entire being. He could not blame her for fleeing. It was a pity that some cultures put so much importance on things that made people miserable. It was how the universe seemed to work, though. Chaos and balance struggled with one another on a constant basis, making people of all kinds miserable in the process.
"So you just wander from place to place? Not unusual for a bard, I suppose. But lonely, I would expect." He knew a little bit about that too.
His focus went back to The'ara's hands as she replayed the music. "You know," he said dryly as he gazed back into garnet depths, "for someone that comes across and quiet and innocent... You are awfully quippy." He didn't seem to mind. "Let me try that again.
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