She has done her best to keep busy, focusing her mind on passing time and the people she had met here. Without her dragons, she had been wandering again, lost not only in this world but in herself. It's an ache that would never leave, but grow more vicious and more infected with time. Often she goes to the outskirts of town, looking for new arrivals and perhaps familiar faces. Kindness was done to her when she arrived, aid given and some sort of explanation offered, as small as it was. It was something she wished to continued for others, but she held no hope at knowing anyone who arrived.

Which was why the man didn't seem familiar to her, even as she noted he looked a little like the late Khal. "Are you all right?"