[ It doesn't take long for him to arrive, eyepatch firmly in place, one of Alistair's shirts loose about his shoulders. He'd been crossing the courtyard and had looked up to the battlements and-
He's made but the one promise, to not until Nari finished her staff but-
Something to ground him would put it from his mind. So he called. His smile is strained and present when he knocks. ]
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Date: 2016-02-11 08:24 pm (UTC)He's made but the one promise, to not until Nari finished her staff but-
Something to ground him would put it from his mind. So he called. His smile is strained and present when he knocks. ]
Hello, Tesoro.