The walk home from the Edge was a sweet one, filled with thoughts of progress and vengeance, a dark and hideous thing rimmed in the light of the knowledge that, even if none of their attempts and creating friendship outside their home proved to be successful endeavors, it had allowed her to bond with her fellows as well as to show them that she, unlike her predecessors, would allow them their friendships outside of the mountain should they want them.

Having been a member of the Plague since its roots, she could pick out from the faces of the old circle of the herd who belonged to her dark world and who did not; neither of her companions on this late afternoon were as she was, but she found that she still cared for them as much as she was capable of doing so. Lena had always been helpful and gracious, the sort to do whatever was asked of her, and Roland had been a solitary figure among the woods and peaks of the north for so long it was hard to remember the place without him. The duration of their time in the Basin and among the ousted fellows of the Edge surely had imbued them with the knowledge of who they lived amongst (Illynx had herself insured Lena knew, once upon a time), and it was astounding to the Lady even now that they had not faltered much in their loyalty and remained in the mountains, as if the sweet arcing sound of a violin rising out over the cacophonous mayhem of their metal machine, two among many who wore hearts too soft to truly be a part of their whole.

Perhaps it was only familiarity holding them there, she thinks, but she hopes that it is loyalty and friendship that are the bonds. Together, they have seen much of the Basin’s successes and failures, and surely that meant something.

Arriving into the Basin proper, she looks over to Roland with a smile playing on her lips, the wind catching her hair just as she glances over to him and pauses just past the great bronze sentinel. "How long have you been our Impersonator, Roland?" she asks, benignly enough.

But there is a promise hidden behind the veneer, if he looks closely enough; he might see it glimmering in her eyes.

@[Roland], @[Lena]
[ OOC: Roland and Lena first please and then others are welcome to pop in. :3 This is set in early spring right after Arah returns to the Basin, and the three of them (Illynx, Roland, and Lena) are returning from their alliance missions in the HF and WE. ]