Where did she get the blade from? She says she found it in one of the houses.

He should have found out about her before he rushed to fulfill the orders of his superiors. The elf did not fit the definition of "wacky", rather "stubborn".

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-How long will you be silent?

-Mmm?

Val turns, raising an eyebrow in question. The wind beats in her face, pulling her hood over her shoulders, her hands immediately catching it. Eon would rather she didn't, didn't hide her face in the shadows.

Am I wrong or did you invite me to take a walk? Is there anything specific you want to talk about?...