Reika nodded as she listened, understanding how it was to lived in one place most of your life but be elsewhere else at one point. Though that 'other point' for her was merely a dream now.<span style="font-style: italic">"I hope we can get home before the storm comes. You must be exhausted from your journey."</span>Reika voiced her agreement. "Yes, I hope we are sheltered." 'Tents will do us no good in a bad storm.' She sighed, taking another sip of her cider. "Was your master killed?" The question caught Reika off guard a bit, but she shook her head. "Sold me off. I was no importance to him." She answered. "Draco bought me back." She hated talking about her past like this, it was painful to force herself to think back to the torment and suffering she'd gone through. When would the agony ever end?<br/><br/>Reika tried to think up another question, though not wanting to question Kate too much; it was never polite to ask questions of your host, or so she'd been taught. Talking out of turn or just being ignorant enough to have curiosity was practically a death sentence around her former masters. The first thing that came to mind was Alyxander though... but questioning about him may be a dangerous choice. Still, her curiosity got the best of her. "I've been wondering, how did you happen upon Alyxander?" She asked. "Lord Draco told me he was dead. Draco claimed he'd killed him." There was a tone of sadness and hurt as she mentioned what she'd been told by Draco. It had severely hurt her, to be brought back as a servant only to find her one reason for living as one was gone.