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"You're welcome." Eve replied with a smile. Thinking on it, she put a finger to her lips for a moment, then shook her head. "I think everything is covered for the moment."

Leena blinked a little as he started growing upset, half tempted to use that spell again, though she didn't since she had seen how it had upset him. She touched the scar as she felt his eyes rest there, sighing lightly at his advice. "I know..." She mumbled mostly to herself, she had heard that so much she was almost sick of it. She stretched a bit and sat up in her bed, sipping the canteen again before closing it and placing it back in it's place, looking over to him.

She had heard some things about the Mothian's, but it had always been little and far between, mostly what people said when wandering her country. She had very few spies in that region considering how dangerous it was. And some never came home.... She smirked as well, she had been taught much the same, but she would probably never match him and his people. Her eyes followed his movements as he went over to the window to look down at the stables, tilting her head a little as he described mothizard's to her. They did sound like fun. Usually she was too busy to really have any fun anymore. "Hmm.... I would like that." She smiled softly to him, shaking her head at his question. "No, I'm fine. Unless there is more you would care to share with me, then I shall listen. Are there any more you would ask of me?" She tilted her head a little, a couple of fingers absentmindedly running through the longer strands of her hair.

Cori shrugged. "Whenever you want." she said, getting up. She went back to her mare, starting to groom her to put her saddle back on. She had a feeling they'd be leaving in a few minutes.

Cori grinned. "I'd be a sorry excuse for a Ranger if I didn't." she said, pulling one from her bag. It was thin and light, but still warm. And with her thicker cloak over it, she'd be just slightly uncomfortable from the cold.

Cori mounted up onto Tyri, the mare following Tuin's path or picking an easier one. Cori left it to the horse to find the way, so long as she stayed with Eve. "When do you think we'll get there?" she asked after a minute, something else on the back of her mind. She'd voice it later though, not at the moment.

Cori nodded, seeing the smile and choosing not to voice her worries. She wouldn't ruin Eve's good mood so soon. "You've always loved it, haven't you? The snow. How come? Cause it's pretty, or cause it's cold and annoys me?" she asked with a faint smile.

Roran sat silently for a few long moments. Everything but his head was under the covers as he stared blankly at the ceiling. "No," he said softly, "I'm fine." Looking to the queen, his eyes fell on the white hair. He himself had white hair, which was not programmed into Mothian blood whatsoever. Plus, in Mereth, he hadn't seen too many white haired wizards. In fact, she had been the only one. He was certain this was just a coincidence, but he couldn't keep himself from asking. "Milady," he stopped himself immediatly after saying the word, his eyes resting on her's now. "Lady Leena, I mean, what did you say happened to your mother again?"