[color=#1A1A3B][b][u][h1][sub][sub][sub]Farren[/sub][/sub][/sub][/h1][/u][/b][/color]		    did not allow himself to react to her sullen words, did not let his frustration show. Clearly, whatever haunted her would take time for her to grapple with. [color=#1A1A3B][b]“Perhaps that is true,”[/b][/color] he said, sounding thoughtful, [color=#1A1A3B][b]“...but if anyone is to guide us with such sparse information, if anyone is to steer us to grow our knowledge, it is you, Ophelia.”[/b][/color] He glanced at her then, and if she caught his eye she’d see a solemn respect and surety in his gaze that perhaps even if she did not feel so sure in that moment, it might buoy her that someone believed her capable. For his part, it was an honest admission, but so too was it an olive branch to begin repairing what had been damaged in their spat back in the Dream.

Hopefully she would accept it.