Thanks Long Overdue [Woky]

[Agenothree]

It had to be done.

Peering into High Reaches' Dining Hall, bustling as dragonriders and wherhandlers and everyone in between gathered for evening meal, Cotozi's eyes scanned those gathered, wondering if she'd find him. Who? Lanselot, who'd carried her to safety from death's literal icy clutches and gotten help to her camp, namely her sisters. Every time she ran through it in her head, it felt more and more difficult, but it was a necessary evil. What? Thanking him. Such a simple expression as gratitude had her cringing within, so much so that her garnet chuffed on her shoulder. Though she glowered at Poison, Cotozi realized that Lanselot was indeed present and no one in her circle was. If there was a better time than now to talk to him, she'd be hard-pressed to find it.

Cotozi sighed as she stepped forward, careful to avoid bumping into others or tripping someone as she wove her way through. Stepping up to Lanselot, she cleared her throat as a well-mannered little girl would, blinking up at him. One comfort is that what she had to say would be quick enough; she was expected to be in bed soon. "Um...excuse me?" she began, keeping her voice soft. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"