"Least I can do. We didn't have a Winter...another Spring, couple Autumns for awhile, and a courtless youngblood taken just after his Homecoming. Poor bastard." Okie truly was there too. He deserved better. Erin's hands slide into her pockets, and she turns away as if to gaze out at the woods. "...Some things are more common knowledge than others. The Courts I told nearly everyone about, trying to make our culture make any kind of sense. Had to do that a lot back home too, everyone asks the pretty lady at the bar what her deal is. Pledges...a bit more scattered. Lieutenant Tayrey knows, you can pick her out by her greeting 'peace and prosperity', my little sister Ruby knows, she's the short lass with one eye. Daisy Tonner, the blond Welsh woman with the absolutely rancid vibes, she's in, I've been working on her dreams for months and months and months." Erin falters, for a moment. "...Valdis. The belle of the potluck, reserved, dark hair. Funny as hell. Same deal, dream pact. Few folks know about iron, not too many. And all of 'em know about the idea of the Mask."