Nyrissa meets your gaze. "Is that... what I think it is? Is that what I feel... or could feel... What's been t
Nyrissa meets your gaze. "Is that... what I think it is? Is that what I feel... or could feel... What's been taken from me... Can it be returned? If it was freely given... If it were freely accepted. If..." The nymph reaches out and touches Briar. It glows with a soft greenish light under her palm.
