"Someone explained how it works, so...I think I understand? I might need to read more books. I spoke to one or two of the Tranquil around here but there's just something unsettling about them." Everything around her has always been full of life, loud and chaotic, never still for long and she can't even call it a calm. It makes her itch and brings up goosebumps even when she's not cold to think of it.

"I can't believe you've managed to say something to me that I didn't know about sex - I grew up in a brothel, I thought I knew everything." Not that she's put out, she's actually more than a little bit delighted at the notion although the idea of voluntary cold? No. "The usual damp spot on the bed can be cause of enough arguments but a whole damp room? Must've made you popular."