"Of course I can see you. You weren't exactly hiding," Chandra pointed out. She managed not to wrinkle her nose as she noticed the girl's somewhat-sweetened wharfy smell. It was best to be polite.

...Or at least as close to polite as Chandra got, given that line she'd opened with.

She was lucky she'd gotten off Kephalai with her armor, small plates and light mail, while her legs were mostly free with the long boots and fire monk's sash. The most important items, the round red goggles on her forehead and the gauntlet that helped her focus mana into flame, were also thankfully intact.

Chandra hoped she didn't look as worn as she felt, but doubted that luck could hold out in the firelight.

"You were looking for me?"
Uhoh. There had been too many people looking for Chandra lately, and none of those occasions had ended in her favor.