"This is it," he confirmed, turning to look at her. Eskel noted the faltering in her leylines, however brief and faint. Perhaps after some more time together, he'd get a better idea of how they worked, especially in relation to her emotions. A part of him guessed that she was nervous about being alone.

"The stables are well-known if you want to find me. Otherwise, lots of folks here are willing to lend a hand if you need it." Eskel reached out to take her hand. Lowering his head, he brought her knuckles to his torn lips for a feather-soft kiss.

"You take care now, Lioriley."