“Perhaps. But in my homeland, we look at time as if it was a river,” The fox giggled as she drew the swirl of water out along her arm. “Time is a lot like one. A beginning and an end, flowing along its path yet with all the chances to bend and turn, and even more chances to intersect with another.”
“And you’re thinking you meeting is one of those?”
“Destiny or not, the whims of the Star caused you and I to meet,” with a swish of her arm, Yae cast aside the stream of water back into particles of ether. “So, yes. I do.”
“Alright then” folding his arms, Soren leaned back in his chair and shut an eye. “Say I do believe you’re on some Grand Dragon blessed roving of the world. Why someone like me and not any other Freelance? If you wanted adventures, there’s countless other people who you could’ve found ages before even reaching Clearharbor. Coming from Yamato means you probably landed here on the eastern coast… so I’d guess you started from Seabrook.”