Koros was quite pleased to see the changes taking place in his Queen. Even if she no longer ruled over much of anything, he would always view her as such. Through the good and the bad, thick and thin... sanity and insanity. He had seen both sides of the coin with his liege, but he would take to his grave how relieved he was to see her acting more and more like her old self. Even if, at that moment, she was nervous. Not that Raisa might have said as much, but she was pacing relentlessly along the border. She had refused to cross without permission, arguing that it was no longer her right to do so, but neither would she howl, less she attract unwanted attention. She wanted to speak with the children, and then she wanted to find Katja... "Damn it all," she huffed out, voice raspy. "Surely a patrol will come this way sooner or later," Koros said in an attempt to calm her. "Thats what I'm worried about!" Raisa groused in return.