The look of surprise on her face would be funny if not for a tinge of heartbreak in her eyes. She takes a minute to process or maybe she's deciding how much to say and then lets out a sigh.

"When your brother first came here, he was frightened and confused, like you were." she looks away, "The Council assigned me to be his Follower and well..." she glances back at me as the candlelight reflect wetness in her eyes, "We spent a lot of time together."

I don't say a word ...