"I would like that." She was always fond of meeting the others in the village. So many came and went, often quickly, that she didn't have the opportunity to see them all. There was sometimes someone who was overlooked or missed. She had failed to run into Amy until now, much to her chagrin. "I'm at the inn at lunch, if you both would like to join me next time?" When they weren't in a hail storm.

"There are friends, of course, but I have no family here."