"Not that I remember. Why, ma'am?"
"It just doesn't seem fair...that you have never met another one of your species in your life. You most likely know nothing of your own bloodline, of the traditions of your people.
Atrila sighed heavily as she pulled off her helmet and finally revealed her face to the younger cathar.
"Good night young one. If I am still here perhaps we shall discuss some of our traditions in the morning."
She looked down at the younger cathar once more and then opened the door to her room and then quietly closed it behind her as she walked in.