greetings from califournia

Fern nodded along. A simple story, but interesting nonetheless. How had Kharnage found her? What had she been doing previously? All these questions entered Fern's mind, and she selected a few to ask next. Ones that wouldn't be to pushy, ones that wouldn't seem like Fern was trying to pry open the doors to Faine's past and peek inside.
"That's fascinating. How did you meet Kharnage? He's the one who spoke up at the raid meeting, wasn't he?" Fern remembered him in vivid color and vibrancy. Every word that left his mouth, Fern felt her gut leap to. She and him seemed to share many views. She made a mental note to speak to him next time she saw him. Tail flicking, Fern waited for the crimson woman to answer.