The girl had been so invested in her storm cloud watching, the feminine tone of a displaced, yet confident voice rendered her entirely off guard. Talyssa jumped in surprise as her pale blue gaze flashed to the strange monochromatic fae that approached. While she did not recognize the woman, she acted as if she belonged. So ... she must have.
Rain. Of course she knew it was going to rain. However, the idea that there was more to know about the clouds that could be told by simply observing them was a curious thought. Talyssa followed the woman's gesture to acknowledge what she was talking about. She had never thought to describe a cloud as seemingly heavy. But as it was pointed out to her, she nodded along. They did look heavy after all. Perhaps that was the pressure she felt in the air.
When the woman advised that they seek shelter, her mind immediately returned to the castle. After all, her home had been the only shelter she had ever considered. However, her attention was guided to an overhang carved from the side of one of the hills, in which she quickly complied. Just as was predicted, a roll of thunder echoed from overhead.
"Talyssa Carpathius." She responded lightly, offering her name when prompted. However, she had more questions than answers at this point, and wasn't content to leave the opportunity for information alone. "How can you tell the storm is so close?" She asked curiously, looking up at her unlikely companion.
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