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Nalira hesitated, glancing over to Linneas. She gave him a worried look, raising an eyebrow subtely. She decided not to say anything of it, afterall, maybe he just didn't like this Lynn. Nalira sure didn't. She had not, perhaps, met him yet, but the mere mention of him made the hairs on the back of Nalira's neck stand on end.

"Oh. Peno -- er, penance, did you say? I'm afraid I've never heard of that. Nor have I heard of 'Lynn'." She emphasized 'Lynn' a little more then she had intended to, and hence gave Linneas an apologetic look. For all she knew, Lynn could be his friend or something. She didn't want to offend Linneas with her sharp tone.

Nalira tilted her head downwards to her shuffling, tightening her grip on Linneas' arm, losing all motivation to speak. Everything that came out of her mouth was either offensive or dry, and she didn't want Linneas to hate her. They'd only just reunited.

Nalira smiled, leaning against him slightly as they walked. She coughed repeatedly into her hand, her chest rumbling painfully. Shaking it off, she chuckled slightly, quirking an eyebrow in his general direction.

"I don't mind. It all tastes the same to me. If you can't see what you're eating, it doesn't have the gross factor, I suppose." She shrugged again, laughing at his following comment. She shuddered slightly at the wind, or lack of, her teeth chattering against her will.

She sniffled, raising a hand to wipe her nose, coughing into the raised hand once more. Damned head cold. She shifted her weight from Linneas, straightening up slowly and guiding herself with her cane.

Nalira sat and brushed a piece of loose hair from her face. She rose a hand to her face, leaning on it heavily, sighing. She ran her finger over the table's surface gently, rubbing the dirt and muck between her index finger and thumb idley.

"Hmm? Oh, Shephard's pie sounds great. Drink .. drink .. um, I'll have whatever you're having." She muttered lamely, waving her hand through the air suggestively. She coughed into her hand and rubbed her temple tenderly, leaning back against her chair. There was a horrible, lingering silence between them which was only broken by the occasional scraping of Nalira's chair as she moved. Nalira went to speak, but instead bit her tongue viciously. Perhaps it was best just wait until Linneas spoke, astleast then she couldn't make a fool out of herself by asking something stupid.

Nalira mentally smiled at the awkward, and occasionaly lame questions. She placed her hands on the table, shrugging.

"Yeah, I guess. Well, I mean, I'm still alive, aren't I?" She laughed, tapping her fingers idly. "And how are you feeling? Fit and healthy, I hope." She coughed into her hand once more, the bile from her lungs burning at her chest and throat.

Nalira let out a breath, pulling a face at Linneas' comment. She frowned, shaking her head and becoming strangely interested in her hands. She coughed awkwardly into her hand, looking up at him.

"No, I don't really like hospitals, or doctors. I'm sure it's just a cough, don't worry about it, I'll be fine. It's probably going around." She waved it off with her hand, offering him a gentle smile. "Besides, you didn't answer my question. How have you been?"

Nalira smiled as she twirled a loose strand of hair around her index finger. It almost looked as if she wasn't listening, but she was, even if her attention was wavering slightly.

"Mmm, I can understand that. Sometimes responsibility gets tiring after you've done it for such a long time. You deserve a break." She replied reassuringly, tapping her cheek thoughtfully.

"So .. have you caught up with anyone other then me?" She asked curiously, leaning her chin into her open palm.

Nalira laughed under her breath, nodding to show she understood. She scratched at her head gently, giving a little 'hum' of thought.

"Mm, I have. I met Sylvester and Ezra, they're really nice. I also met Chai, she's really friendly. I met her when I found Andrael .." She trailed off, waving her hand in the air lamely, coughing awkwardly.