She shakes her head, and starts walking back.
Despite her glee in helping Siv out (theoretically... she might not even WANT the job and then Piper will feel like an ass)... her enthusiasm is a little dampened.
It shouldn't be, really. It's not the same person, it's not even the same NAME. But it's been... how long? She's not sure when she last though of Rander, her old Tragos leader. Or of Triss, trag' mate and his best sidepiece.
Are they still in Lord Jude's prison? A shiver that has nothing to do with the fall weather. Walking past a shop window, her reflection catches her eye and she walks faster, gaze centered straight ahead.
Actually, it's nice out. She changes her pace into a jog, and slips in her earbuds. Music and her own hoofbeats drives the thoughts away.
For now, Home, and to Siv!