Athaera was glad to leave. The fellow Vantha had attempted to smile back, but both smiles were evidently fake. "Glad to be of help," she attempted another smile, before stepping back into the outdoor alleys of Syliras. She took a deep breath as the door was closed, kind of glad to be out of that situation. It was unnecessarily awkward, but there was money involved, and that was a good motivator. Still, Athaera was a bit afraid of Zith crawling through the streets. She had never encountered one (luckily) and didn't plan on doing so in the near future. Or... ever.
OOCI'll submit it for a grade.
OOCI'll submit it for a grade.