Looking up as she hears the door, she smiles and moves across the room. Pulling the door open, she smiles to Torven, motioning for him to come in.<br/><br/>"Everything was well with Fierash?" She questioned softly as he entered, shutting the door behind him and moving back towards where she had just started pouring their tea. She always moved with the grace of a dancer, and if one didn't know better, they'd think her a professional dancer and nothing more. But the muscle and years he'd known her spoke differently. Her back was completely bare, as well as her stomach, her head dress also changed to match her dress.