‘Hmmm.’ She mused a bit, considering the questions carefully. ‘What if… they’re the same place?’ She sighed softly. ‘As I think about that… I don’t have much in the way of places so much as… people, and events. For an actual place… my favourite would be the rooftops of Manor Hill – but even that’s because of… friends. I suppose I can’t quite call the ravens “people” – but they are my friends. They don’t judge me, and they try to cheer me up when I need it, and it’s all very straightforward and uncomplicated.
‘And for un-favourite… there was this one spot in Orr that was… unlikely to be cleaned up enough in my lifetime, and where … too many people died, almost including me.
‘Does that answer you, darlin’?’