Roisin's eyes teared up as she remained quiet. She mumbled something quietly and looked over at Jude. "I guess I never truly thought about that. Thank you." She said. "Is your town close or far from here? I think I would like to see you more." Roisin confessed. She wanted to check something about herself first before she decided to act on it.
Jude smiled faintly, and he offered her a handkerchief. "I would like that. It is about a three-day journey from here, traveling by cart at an easy pace. It would be easy to cut that time down quite a bit."
She took the handkerchief and dabbed her eyes. "Okay, that sounds great. I would for sure come by." Roisin hummed as she gave it back. "What about you? What's your story?" Roisin asked.
"You want to hear my story on the back of your severe trauma?" Jude chuckled. He gave her shoulder one more squeeze before letting go. "There really is not much to tell. My hometown is so small that it has never been given an official name. It has had plenty of unofficial names over the years - most of them not fit for polite company - but no official name. It also drifts just a little bit over the years. It remains in roughly the same area, but if there are more problems to the south, the townsfolk move to the southern edge of the city. If the trees are better to the north, we go north. So, the entire town sort of rotates around a central point that may or may not stay put."
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