And now they'd stopped, at a point with the village off to the side. The girl ignored Lyra's questions, which the older woman took to mean she was being regarded with distrust. And the question, what a good one she'd honed in on. "[color=lavender]Why?[/color]" Lyra gazed at Zarah for a moment, then turned her eyes upward and stepped in a slow circle while Jesse fluttered around her in the opposite direction, "[color=lavender]well, I suppose there's not any one reason that I'm here. I think the reason you're looking for, however, is that I'm here to meet [i]you[/i]. And Zigma, of course. An Aeva, born without any outside influence to encourage its growth. It speaks volumes of [i]something[/i] in your environment, to have nurtured a caring soul like yourself. Your parents, or perhaps your community, as a whole. Not just anyone can bring out an Aeva. They've been working on getting the guided meditations down for years now.[/color]"

      "[color=lavender]The other reason, I will share with the gathered leaders of this continent's peoples, and the two of you. Until we can accomplish getting them together, you'll just have to be satisfied with this: the horror which came before will come again. We must be ready.[/color]" And now she was thinking about the Scourge. Great.

      "[color=lavender]Besides, it's really pretty here. Terra's all clogged up with old ruins from before the fall. It's really interesting to see all the old buildings being taken over by plant life, but it's so wonderful to see a planet teemimg with life, the way it is here.[/color]" She started walking, trying to wash her enemy's existence from her thoughts. She didn't particularly care if they were going towards the village or not at that moment, she wanted to change the subject and clear her head. Haaah, was this a bad way to take a vacation?
      [i][color=skyblue]Clean scans, Lyra. There's nothing active here.[/color][/i] Jesse perched herself in front of one of Lyra's ears and sang softly into it
      [i][color=lavender]I know, I know...[/color][/i]
      "[color=lavender]So, ah, do you Zigma often separate? I don't usually meet scout-types, but they're always so independent. Lemme guess, he's a bit of a handful sometimes?[/color]" Aware that they might not necessarily actually going anywhere on the path they were on, Lyra started paying more attention to the flora around her. Mostly different plants than were in the forest at the foot of the mountain, naturally. "[color=lavender]And while I'm thinking of it, where did you find him in the first place?[/color]"