Silver stepped into the night air, the chill immediately bringing her mood down as flashes of the past hit her as they walked. So much had happened to her in the last few years and now her and Rhaks were being summoned to Cyrodil to fight the Legion again. The pair had become the beacon of hope for the people whether they liked it or not and now they needed to shine once more. Silver hadn't even noticed they were in the Inn and was standing face to face with Nazir and Babette before she knew it. The nord forced a small smile.
"You still have that?" Babette asked with awe.
"Of course. The brotherhood are always going to be part of who I am" Silver replied looking to Nazir.