Self-Made Declaration

A volcano? Well she hadn’t seen one of those before. She tucked both names away in case they happened to meet again. "Matilda, though most just call me Tilly." She offered quietly in response. The Archer hadn’t really had many interactions since coming to this place, outside of her sister and that child, but she also wasn’t the sort to settle down without a good reason. "If you don’t mind the company, I’d like to accompany you to the Volcano. It would be good to see some more of this place." Her tail gave an easy wave. If everyone around here was so nice, then why had she spent so much of her time avoiding them?

"speech".