More than once, Ariadne had dreamily wished to be a bird. Not forever. It wouldn't be fun to live without having the occasional conversation. But she missed her wings so much. Sometimes, it still startled her how much.

At any rate, she didn't think it was weird. And shook her head a little bit at his question.

But there was something else more alarming in what he said. "What kind of battle led you to rise so high up?"