She smiles. "I'd love to go for a walk," she says, leading him outside the monastery, overlooking a wide, green valley. Far below, Draiss can make out a pair of small cities, in the valley, a fair number of miles from here. She leads him along a peaceful, scenic route, taking their time, and making certain not to overwork him, asking him idle questions, mostly about who he is, and where he's from, more than anything else.<br/><br/>About an hour of walking later, though it's a relatively short distance, thanks to their slow speed, they reach a small, secluded lake, fed by a waterfall. "This is one of my favorite places to come and meditate. It is said that the Daughter herself bathed here, once," she says with a soft smile.