Oblivious for the moment of the role she is unwittingly playing in Ovelia's distress, Corrin continues down the path with her, hand-in-hand. She gives it a reassuring squeeze, and another smile.

Ah yes, that particular issue. Corrin remembers it well. "It was the same with me after I was released from the Northern Fortresss." She replies. Not that a war made it easy to travel, per se. "All these places I'd read or heard about and wanted to go...it was almost paralyzing, trying to figure out where I wanted to go first." She laughs lightly. "Silas actually helped me put together a list of places from when we were children that I'd said I wanted to visit when I was finally able." Of course, not all of them were "places" in the strictest sense of the word. "Festival" and "Bugs" had been on the list, after all.

"One of the things that helped bring us closer together, if I'm being honest." She says fondly. "Maybe you could write up a similar list? If you're anything like me there must have been no shortage of places you dreamed of visiting."