[ They walk, and Lauralae feels somewhat more at ease now in the midst of the forest, more comfortable here than almost anywhere else. With the wind brushing gently over her skin and the scent of the soil and leaves around her, she feels most at home, more so than she has been in hours, she thinks.

Attention lifting to Cellar, she manages the best measure of a smile that she can. ]

The forest? Yes. I feel more settled here, especially with how many there are in the mansion.

[ Cheeks a little warm, be it from the contact or the company, she hums softly. ]

I lived in such a place for many years, so it feels like home.