Opening up has never been Teren's strong point, and although her walls are upheld near-effortlessly, she does, periodically, get tired.
And bloody Anders has his dogged way, his big stupid eyes and his sympathetic bedside manner...

"Zerique," she says, without any preamble, but then can't help but pause. There's so much she could say, and none of it seems good enough. "...she taught me to use knives," is what comes to mind first, and it elicits a small, almost self-effacing smirk-- really, Teren? That's the most prominent quality? "I never thought I'd have such need of them."