Over time, she had become quite solitary. Sticking to herself, avoiding the possibility of interacting with strangers. Not that she was afraid of them, it was something that had just fallen out of practice for her. Though in truth, she had always been of the nomadic sort- never sticking with one place for very long. And she felt the majority didn’t necessarily understand it- or at least, she didn’t have the desire to stick around in explain.
In her time spent wandering, she simply made her rounds of Auster. Avoiding the coastline for the most part, mostly chasing flowers and herbs as they came into their seasons. Occasionally, she’d return to God’s Garden- and linger on the outside of the Hallow’s territory. It was wishful thinking. But she never saw him again and didn’t have the courage to ask after having turned him away. Had it been a mistake, she wasn’t entirely sure. How could anyone be? More importantly, was it something she regretted? That was more difficult to answer.
Grapevine Cathedral had a fairly nice diversity of plant life, even in the colder months of the mild Auster winter. So, she had been lingering nearby- spending her time casually searching for anything of special interest. However, what caught her eye in the end wasn’t anywhere close to what she had been expecting. Kiliaen could smell the presence of another before she saw him. Whoever it was reeked of alcohol. The distinct odor drifting in with the blast of the sea breeze- she hadn’t realized how close to the edge she had wandered. She had no interest in confronting them- smelling like that- she was certain that the individual probably wasn’t in the best frame of mind. Though, when she saw who it was from a distance, her jaw nearly dropped. Balthier.
What could she possibly say to him? Her heart felt like it could leap from her chest wanting to talk to him, though at the same time, being afraid to do so. Her wanting was selfish.“Balthier?” She called out, as she took a few more steps behind her- leaving her own cover behind. She wanted to apologize … but what would an apology solve? She simply didn’t know. Though she simply couldn’t allow the opportunity to offer it pass her by.
