Makoda gave a soft mirthless laugh as she felt the Shadow Walker around her, then she sighed. "You are the first to ever find me here." She looked down at the rose on her hand and reached over and lightly traced it. "I am changing, my Shadow Walker. Good or bad, I do not yet know. But I think soon, neither of us is going to matter." Her hand trailed up her arm tracing the Soul Fire image that never marked her skin. For once her Magicks not arguing. She gave another sigh and closed her eyes. "My time at the Inn is done. Perhaps when your time ends too you can come find me. I would not suggest you take too long though. I may not be who you once knew if you do."