Mjrn frowned a little at Jote's words, wondering if the Mist had affected her so badly that even elevating her above it would do any good. Well, there was only one way to find out. Her heart filled with dread, wondering what else they could possibly do if that wasn't enough. She nodded dully, echoing her other sister. "Fran is right. Please rest."
She shot a helpless look at Fran, but only a brief one. Guilt-ridden as she was, she still had a job to do. Fortune seemed to favor them, at least in one small aspect. Mjrn spotted shapes in the Mist, but nothing seemed to approach them so far.
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She shot a helpless look at Fran, but only a brief one. Guilt-ridden as she was, she still had a job to do. Fortune seemed to favor them, at least in one small aspect. Mjrn spotted shapes in the Mist, but nothing seemed to approach them so far.