almost as romantic as an abandoned theme park

The concept of holding down territories and calling a place yours just didn't settle well with her. It was a part of her Jarvela blood that she hadn't been able to outgrow, even after being raised in Valhalla. She much preferred the concept of coming and going wherever she pleased, never really laying down roots in the traditional sense, even if she often found herself gravitating around a specific place - it always changed. Right now she was drawn to the north, in all its frigid glory. At least there were places to seek refuge, like this ship, as slight as the protection might be, which she was reminded of the way the brutal winds made the structure creak almost as though it were alive. She shied away from Deus a little as his companions returned to him, giving them space to weave between his legs.

"Yeah, I guess so," she responded, not entirely dismissive, just… the idea of companions just wasn't really for her. At least it wasn't something she could picture for herself, but to each their own. "I haven't seen them in awhile, but I should. Just hard, you know? To reconnect after so much time." She'd felt the same about reuniting with Ophie too but she'd done it anyway. Reconnecting with family though somehow felt harder, but she didn't want to dwell on it for too long. "I like the cold, but I see your point. They live not too far west of here - in one of those forests outside that big mountain range," she explained. Who knew if Deus even knew the north well enough to have even half a clue what she was talking about. "Where do you think you'll go next? Have any clue?" Kaija raised an eyebrow inquisitively as she cast him an amused look. Hey, maybe he'd give her an idea as to where she wanted to go next.