[His brow crinkles slightly at the pain flaring in his hand as he looks up at who's addressed him. He's never spoken to her, to his knowledge, but he knows the accent. And the description.
But she's a woman long dead. He stands straighter. Pain isn't new to him, he can resist the burn at least for a time. It isn't the first he's encountered it here, tied to the mark which claimed him as a member of a faction to which he's never sworn a vow.
Let alone to have appeared with twice.]
Forgive my delinquency. I wasn't aware I was missing.
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But she's a woman long dead. He stands straighter. Pain isn't new to him, he can resist the burn at least for a time. It isn't the first he's encountered it here, tied to the mark which claimed him as a member of a faction to which he's never sworn a vow.
Let alone to have appeared with twice.]
Forgive my delinquency. I wasn't aware I was missing.