this is one of the more important aspects of my take on her: 1.) her self-imposed exile is a prominent factor; 2.) and in that, her allegiance is not explicitly with noxus or any given nation (especially) post-war — not really — not anymore… she is essentially, and borders on being very much an independent. she is neutral in many ways and that neutrality grows the more she sees throughout her self-exile and her travels.
she still has her noxian pride on some level, it’s in her blood — it is a bit unavoidable, truthfully… but a good portion of that is shown more in her fighting spirit than anything else these days.
BLITHE MOVEMENT FOLLOWED hushed movements, pushing forward in accordance to the breeze. bright blues captured lone civilian, & spirit wonders if maybe they’ve heard of her ——- zaun’s little myth, not quite. wind hustled smog away, settling behind the stranger. it was much better to have clear vision, after all. ❛ you're welcome.❜
she’d been wandering alone for so very long, she almost wondered if current company was some ghost — perhaps even a mirage — provided by a wearied mind. her pace is halted as she blinks at the clearing smog in some degree of awe before shifting her eyes to train on the blonde with curiosity. magic? most likely, and far from unheard of where she found herself… but still her tone came a touch startled, though with an edge of mirth, ❛ … oh, well, thank you — miss —? that was very kind and helpful of you… ❜
