That gets a laugh out of Korrin, who immediately shakes her head. She's used to such questions, so there's no recoiling in horror for her. Not outwardly, anyway. "Hell, no. I'm a Vashoth; born free outside the Qun, lived free of it all my life. Have you seen a saarebas, then? I saw you looking for scars.

There's something to be said about keeping a good distance, but I tend to forget that lesson and want to close in anyway. At least with this path, it makes a lot more sense to do so." She shrugs, knowing that wasn't always the wisest course in the past, but at least it's lead to something better.