While he sits and ponders, Adrasteia finishes her tea, and pours herself another cup.
"I don't know. I'd like to imagine they would, but there's no way to be certain."
After all, the letter wasn't a call for help, exactly. More of an apology, and a means of finding the person who'd been leading the matter, she thinks.
"I think, if we were to try, we'd have to get them away from the human they're with first."
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"I don't know. I'd like to imagine they would, but there's no way to be certain."
After all, the letter wasn't a call for help, exactly. More of an apology, and a means of finding the person who'd been leading the matter, she thinks.
"I think, if we were to try, we'd have to get them away from the human they're with first."