[ Bariyan's suspicious, but he's not going to call her out on a suspicion. Or even on a certainty. It's not his place. So he just smiles. ]
We are a little far out. Here. [ Bariyan shrugs out of his coat, and swings it over Syllona's head to drape over her shoulders. He's got another coat on the sled. ] What brings you this ways, anyway?
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We are a little far out. Here. [ Bariyan shrugs out of his coat, and swings it over Syllona's head to drape over her shoulders. He's got another coat on the sled. ] What brings you this ways, anyway?