Mm. [She signed off with her signature brusqueness - not sure how or when to say goodbye, when his voice could come from the crystal at any time.

The room itself was tiny - a broom cupboard repurposed - just big enough for her bed, and a little side table with a candle on it. There wasn't a window so much as a corner of crumbled wall. But it was hers, and that was enough. She opened the door when she heard him in the hallway. Dressed in her tunic, but missing her armour, and there was a huge dark bruise along her cheekbone.]

Come in.