[The smell is enough to alert him. However, Ikar has never been a quiet man, and so his trudging through the halls of the guild is sure to alert anyone not blessed(cursed?) with the nose of a miqo'te.
Secretly he hoped Ikar would not find him, squirreled away in the lower levels as he was, but of course the Twelve would not answer him as were their wont. With a resigned sigh, he closes his tome and looks over to the boyish hyur.
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Secretly he hoped Ikar would not find him, squirreled away in the lower levels as he was, but of course the Twelve would not answer him as were their wont. With a resigned sigh, he closes his tome and looks over to the boyish hyur.
Completely deadpan:]
Always.