Then Lyria spoke again. "How did the dungeon exploration go? With Damien."
Noah's expression returned to its usual calm. "It went well. We got some decent money out of it."
"That's good to hear."
He glanced at her. "What about you? Do you come here every day or just occasionally?"
"Every morning," she said simply, without any particular weight to it, as if it were as routine as eating breakfast.
"On Sundays I usually spend most of the day here. Volunteer work, helping where it's needed." She glanced around the quiet hall.
"Right now there isn't much to do, so I'm just resting."
Noah nodded, taking that in.
He already knew a fair amount about Lyria's background. It wasn't difficult to put together once you paid attention.
