[No one really has the intense desire to talk about Master Matoya, do they? Not even the great mage herself. Y'shtola shakes her head, flipping through his illustrations again.]

After enough years of living with her, one comes to fear little else, I suppose. [It would explain much about Y'shtola herself.]

Surely our friends never expected to go accompanied by a Sharlayan familiar. [But it isn't a probe for more answers. Not this time.] But we so often face that which we cannot anticipate, perhaps it feels no more unusual.