Ah, my, my thanks... [she sits down with a shaky sigh, daring to open her eyes again.
once upon a time, she knew a Wolfwood. it was ages ago, as a girl, and she'd grown quite fond...but those memories are still lost to her, and in the swirl of blood loss and receding panic of being accosted, there's no chance she could recall it here.
missing that scent of smoke will make sure of that, too.
for now, though, she can puzzle on the fact she doesn't recognize the voice for what it is and squint at his form as he moves about.]
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once upon a time, she knew a Wolfwood. it was ages ago, as a girl, and she'd grown quite fond...but those memories are still lost to her, and in the swirl of blood loss and receding panic of being accosted, there's no chance she could recall it here.
missing that scent of smoke will make sure of that, too.
for now, though, she can puzzle on the fact she doesn't recognize the voice for what it is and squint at his form as he moves about.]
Wait-- who...?