Nothing like Asora. Something folded in on itself in her chest. Neria was silent, letting it sit there, and weighed his words. Slowly, she nodded. "I understand." She would be seen as powerful and useful, no matter how she might try to hide it. Even staying in the Sanctuary would not offer much in the way of solace. So long as no one meant her harm, someone could still come looking.

"What else should I know, so I don't blunder ahead and make things difficult for you and your city?"