Thus that morning Rena woke with a start... the last dream, the latest of this strange chronicle it told so much. Perhaps while it wasn't a huge problem in Eskarian culture, just different expectations, certainly plenty of people end up stigmatized, outcasts for whatever reason when growing up. Maybe this wasn't what was happening here, but it felt close, or maybe the root to that problem. Still the main realization hit her like a hypothetical truck, the boy was really starting to look like a certain... individual in her life. It was starting to make sense to her, the foreign look of the rooms, the odd clothing, it could no longer be anyone else, now the main question is how accurate were these dreams, how much did they tell of the hero.

She waited until the next night, they were sitting around a new fire in a new location. Rena had to admit, Noboyuki was much different to her now, especially since their first meeting. She had a respect for him, due to his status as a holy warrior, and respect for his actual proof of strength after their numerous encounters with demons. Although that was no longer the case, sure she still had that respect, but it wasn't as prevalent anymore, as much as she didn't want to admit it, the man in front of her was a liar, she had come to believe that, and to make it even more confusing, well she was also tackling fledgling feelings towards him, that she had come more than able to accept even if it took a while. 

Maybe Noboyuki noticed her staring at him, she had to think about her next move, she was obvious, that was fine seeing as she didn't want to hide. The way Rena saw it there were two ways to go about it, subtly ask him, just to confirm before anything else, or get right into it, directly attack him with words. Attack was an ugly word... but she was worried he may try to run otherwise, there were times to play cloak and dagger then there were times to charge into the fray, metaphorically speaking. Rena reached forward to grab Noboyuki by the shoulder, maybe it'll help him to relax, maybe not, still it felt like the right thing to do, somehow. She breathed deeply, steeling herself before starting.

"You are a liar, you have been one for your entire life."