Go back to Sillan

When you reach the glade, Sillan is laid back next to the lake's shore, not paying much attention to anything. When she hears your footsteps, she lazily rolls until she's able to see you.

"My fair friend is back. How nice."

You maintain a cautious attitude, evaluating her intentions. Her expression makes a vague attempt to project kindness and openness, but you can't help but wonder if it isn't too different from that of a predator preventively tasting its prey. However, she doesn't even get up from the ground, so you take a seat close to her.

"Hello, Sill. Did you enjoy your bath?"

"Oh, definitely. Especially since you came to visit me."

"Um."

"Tell me, my dear. What can you tell me about yourself?"

"I don't think there's anything too significant...? I was a lone child to loving parents. I've always enjoyed my tribe's storytellers' performances. And... I don't really stand out on anything."

"Oh, I'm sure you do. Even if you haven't found it just yet." She keeps smiling.

"So, is there anything about you you want to share?"

"Hmm." She pauses for a moment. "I was a quiet child, who always wanted to look after others but was too shy to do anything about it. I spent most of my childhood led around from one place to another by my friend, Valtan. ...She's always up to something, that girl." Her face suddenly gets dreamy, and she looks into the distance.

"Did you like her?"

"Hmm?"

"Your friend."

She opens her mouth to reply, but a sound coming from far away interrupts her. It's the gates. They're opening.

"Looks like it's time for us to meet the Priestesses." She completely avoids the question, instead. "We don't want to keep them waiting."

Your friendship with Sillan has grown.
Your romance with Sillan has slightly grown.