They discussed some interesting things. Acknowledgments had become standard. Sort of
Witch struggled to keep her face from reacting. She wasn't sure how it was trying to react. Just that it was. Letting out a breath, she nodded and tried to come up with words but didn't find any.
And then Corn. Always wanting something that hadn't always been around. She had no more breath to let out. Unfortunately.
Thankfully he shifted gears into formalities, and she pulled her attention to getting things underway.
The questions were unsurprising. Mostly. And straightforward. Still, she took a moment before answering and in that moment, Winter spoke. Her gaze flickered to him, and she held her tongue, her answers remaining unspoken as she turned back to Corn . Giving him a chance to answer Winter.
She heard the unfamiliar face speak, noting faintly his confirmation of name. His easy answer of path and order. But her focus was on Corn.