And All Things Will End

She shrugs. "Same way as you, I suppose; right place at the right time. The merchant promised beautiful vistas, a short jaunt through the woods, and good pay, so why wouldn't I accept? I've been looking to take a little bit of relaxation time for myself, anyway."

A curious, almost thoughtful expression is painted across her face, and she tilts her head and looks at you oddly. "Remember Lethe? Were you there for that?" She says suddenly.

You don't remember that, and say as much.

"Are you certain? I know I've seen that face before."

Once more you insist, and she drops the issue. Her eyes become downcast, her expression disappointed.