[She asks him in a hushed whisper. It felt right to do so; she and Iona shared that similarity of listening to the stories of others, letting their hearts hurt for them (maybe less in her case; but Berna is rather sentimental)
The returned crystal glides out of his hand and lingers around the witch's face.]
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[She asks him in a hushed whisper. It felt right to do so; she and Iona shared that similarity of listening to the stories of others, letting their hearts hurt for them (maybe less in her case; but Berna is rather sentimental)
The returned crystal glides out of his hand and lingers around the witch's face.]
How long have you felt lost?