<br/>Alina Peeked back down at slate once it was turned to her, her stance remaining quiet as she took back the chalk. -I think he was there....- She paused looking back to Atrius. -The note. It had his handwriting. It told me to go with you.- She seemed within her own confusions with this; but Atrius would indeed remember the strange monk with the butterfly tattoo... But it seemed impossible for anyone to be alive that long... Well any mortal anyways.... She lingered again for a moment before tapping the slate again. -I don't know what I want. If so much time has passed, Then everything is gone, I do now know what all remains.- she shifted again but this time it seemed more likely that she made up her mind. -I want to see what has become of the mainland.-<br/><br/>She returned the slate to Atrius, her attention however was being pulled away to the small window of the cottage, a good chunk of the day had already rolled by, and no doubt the seeds of the monks have spread to the near by town... But they couldn't stay there forever could they?... It almost went without saying that her curious mind wouldn't be content in the woods... At lest for long....