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[Talia had spent the last two weeks in a blur of events that had forever changed her life. She had been tortured; nearly killed by those actions and her own suicide attempt. She had been 'rescued' of a sort and brought to this ship. She had been turned into a child again, and a man, and witnessed far many other things that she couldn't possibly begin to explain even with all of Valdemar's magic.

She had learned, by way of several new associates (dare she say 'friends'), that she was not to return to her own world. She had learned, much to her utter dismay, that she would likely never see her Companion or life-bonded again. She grieved. And while she grieved, she tried to wrap her mind around the fact that she shared the company on this boat with none other than Herald Mage Vanyel Ashkevron, the very Herald that had inspired a longing to take up her own Whites.

There was a proper introduction still needed, there, and Talia was certain this was uneventful as the Elegante ever was and it was best to take advantage.

Her voice clicks over the communicators, calm and not at all demanding.]

Herald Vanyel .. if you're free, I would endeavor to have that talk you mentioned.