"Is everything alright?" Bryn blinked and the forest was gone, replaced by dwarves drinking their ale and a worried dragonborn to her left. Well, she knew he looked worried at least. She had long gotten used to his eyebrow ridge things.
"Yeah. Sorry, I lost myself for a moment there." She almost decided to drop it, to not continue the story any further. Aran was looking at her like she would break, and it was starting to annoy her. Not that she would let him know that. "Look, it was nothing, alright. I met up with my family, hung with them for a bit, and left because I wanted to go see more. Nothing big." The look persisted, although it wasn't as strong. That was good at least. She put on a lax smile and tried to convince him. "Really. I'm just being silly and remembering all the good times I had during those five years. It's nothing to worry about, alright?" That seemed to put him at ease.
"If you say so, Bryn. But if there's anything you need," he started, trailing off with another pointed look. The second half was unspoken between them, as it had been when he found her in the woods all those years ago. As it had been when she had managed to find him again.
"I know. Anyway, where was I?"
"Travelling around, something about a desert."
"Oh right! So there I was..."
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