The discourse between Guile and Mystra.

Guile and Mystra turn away from the vendors and start walking, when Guile suggests they go to the location Manshoon was last seen for information.

Mystra seems unsure about that idea.  "If he is there and finds us, there is nothing we could do to stop him.  As much as I want to take him down, I am not here for him.  I am here to take down the Zhentarim who saw something they should not have.  When I am done I must go home, I have been away to long."

"I'm not planning on encountering Manshoon himself, I'm planning on finding someone who knows where he went. Mother Maria already found where he was, I doubt he stuck around long after that."

Guile hesitates, then turns to Mystra and asks,

"Where... is your home? You've been to and run from so many places, I've lost track."

Mystra smiles, "I've never had one, I thought I did with my brother and sisters.  That too was taken from me.  But since I came to Waterdeep and found Renaer it has felt more like home than I have known in a long time.  And the organization I am working with bought me TrollSkull manor.  I turned it into a inn."  

Mystra sighs and looks Guile in the eye, "I fear calling it home for all of mine have been taken from me.  Yet my heart is drawn here and I dare say I call it home."  

She looks in the distance, "If what Nilsa says is true than my home is being threated yet again.  I must apologize I am sure that was more than what you wanted to know."  She smile's kindly.  "What about you now that you and Antonio are to be married, where do you plan to call home?"

Guile smiles brightly and wraps a gentle arm around Mystra's shoulder, careful to avoid her wings.

"It's not too much at all! It makes me very happy to know you have a family waiting for you! You've got your business, powerful connections, even your wings... sounds to me like happiness long overdue."

Not wanting to overdo the physical affection, Guile releases her just as Mystra presents a question of her own. Guile's expression, beneath the gobs of garish makeup, falls a little into a nervous smile.

"I don't know. I suppose that is up to Antonio... unless Mother Maria calls me elsewhere, then I'll be following her– and then he'll come with me, if he may... if Mother doesn't mind..."  Her head lowers as she speaks, a thousand thoughts passing behind her eyes as she trails off into silence. She touches the ring on her hand, and runs her fingers through the rose braided in her hair.

Mystra stops and grabs Guile's shoulders and looks her in her eyes.  "Guile, sceck.  You are free, that means you choice where and what you want to do with your life.  Love will follow.  It is a choice, never a prison.  Antonio is a lucky man to have been given the gift of your love.  As for Maria, she too is a choice."  Mystra wraps her arms and hugs her tight.  "Flat ou slop ol theeto, in common that means Freedom and love is yours."  She releases her, "I wish you could see the jewel that you are and who you have grown into."  She continues walking.

Just than Guile walked into a thug wishing to cheat the woman out of their gold.