Samia had asked of Abel and now, I wonder if Inanna may too. It would be good, perhaps, to bring him back in due time and yet, he is a difficult case. For all intents and purposes, Abel does not understand why his weakness was purged, unable to accept a life without it hanging from his hip like a leech. His quest for strength is...an odd thing. But perhaps Samia and Inanna with their questions may be able to bring him back to Glorall. In any case, part of me hopes there is more to this meeting than him.

I am pleased when the truth unfolds. She is honest, straight forward, her posture submissive and yet her voice betrays it. I cannot help but feel my lip peel up, satisfied with this direction already. It is a skill, I think, to be able to recognize potential and within her, I feel there is much to be explored. Her presence is not a usual thing, her loyalty to Glorall strange in its methods - I know her scent, her face, a name and the faintest image of her life and yet, nothing more. She is like a ghost, in and out, here but not. I seek to solidify that loyalty today, to ground her here with her mystery. Besides, I cannot help but notice the faintest hint of Thor nearby and I wonder, albeit briefly as I consider her words, what that might mean.

"And what is your knowledge?" It is a simple question but the words are heavy, each syllable pregnant with unspoken expectation and hopefulness. I seek something else here in Glorall, something more than simple healers and warriors. Glorall is a place for those who desire to progress, to purge weakness and to remove the stain of mediocrity. At least, it is my vision, one that is clouded at times but ever present within the undertow of my life. So, I cannot help but hope for more from one born here. "And how do you foresee me - Glorall - contributing in return?" The final question comes much more gently as I meet her yes, my head tilting as I inspect their depths, always hunting for lies or truth.