Decent Descent

Kaija regaled their exploration with a history of tragedy. Morwenna scoffed also at the idea of paying off some debt forced upon someone. How does one even get into those situations?

She seemed to have struck a chord in the woman's love life, perhaps she was still pining over that lover. Her?? Oh, the plot thickens! Morwenna danced over a stone for a moment before contemplating the question the heavier woman posed.

"A harem? Hardly... Maybe a lingering fling here or there. But nothing substantial, yet. It seems when I pine for their attention they run for the hills. I'm not one to chase for something like that. Want me or don't, but don't lead me on to a dead end promising something more. Ya know?" She asked as she walked, looking over her shoulder at the woman.

The darkness was just getting deeper. "I think I'm ready to head back home, you?" She asked, making a move to head back to the entrance.