Thank you.

[She answers, surprised by the compliment and relieved to see him hale and whole, if a little haunted around the edges.]

I've been finding pieces of home here and there around the stations. The havah, a few books, my hairpins, a sword. [Jasnah's a woman of a few interesting contraditions: intricate, fetching braids and murdery edges. She moves to fill a tray with food, favouring one shoulder carefully.] Have you noticed the same?