Lower Tadfield Safehouse

"Who is that?" Jarod asked. "Unfortunately, I haven't heard of her or met her before either, I fear. Does she have," he gestured, "wings, too?"

Maybe that person could at least clear up the situation. He was too curious about this to simply walk away and leave those two to their own devices.

"She'll probably throw me out the moment I drag street dirt over her carpets."