Face The Music

As the meeting cleared up, Surreal departed from the boulder, giving Varda a commanding look, gesturing silently with her tail for the Destruction and Kavdaya to follow. She led the way in silence, letting Varda stew. The longer those nerves of the Destruction had a chance to boil, the more likely she'd shake down easily and not attempt at lying. And it was there in her eyes; something had happened, and it was causing guilt. What it was would soon be divulged, and there would be a high price to pay for deceit.

As she made the familiar turn down the narrow, fifty foot long ravine and climbed the three natural stone steps, she listened to Kavdaya muttering aloud the plants she'd be using, while she kept her own face expressionless. She took a seat, placing herself in full view of the Destruction and nodding to a place in the center of the main chamber. Another long few moments followed as Surreal gazed hard at Varda, before she finally spoke, her tone calm, patient. It was the exact same tone she'd used as a mother many times, but in this case, it was far more intensive.

"Honesty is your best policy, here, Varda. Something happened. I picked up on your nerves as soon as you joined the meeting, and you have guilt written all over you. I don't even need to see the wounds to know something's afoot. You will tell me everything, from the beginning, and you will tell me clearly, and honestly, while Kavdaya tends to your wounds. Do you understand me?" Those cool, sober mismatched eyes bore into Varda's before she nodded to Kavdaya to begin her ministrations.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think