"Hm..." contemplated Kamillah as she poured herself a small glass of wine. There are so many questions that she would want answered out of her childhood friend, but those conversations can last the amount of two sunrises. The knight could not stand two days sedentary and in her carriage... or that's what she would think knowing how knights work nowadays.<br/><br/>Plucking a grape from its branches, she pushed it into her mouth without chewing it at first. Instead, she left that purple, oval piece on the left side of her inner cheek-- feeling its consistency as she suck on its sweet, cold juices that escape its outer barrier. While it is in her mouth, the lady grabbed a slice of bread and held it with her right hand. However, she wasn't set to nibble on the stiff piece of yeast just yet. She has to ask Lucan a question after all.<br/><br/>"Simply compelled, eh? Well, hopefully this isn't too much to ask as it is, but..." she paused for a moment to think of the words in her head before they come out with a curious, but pleasant tone.<br/><br/>"What did you do... after the Rebellion was gone and over with?"