[ X’rhun Tia goes a lot of places, he sees a lot of people, and he endeavors to remember them all. He keeps an extensive library of faces and names tucked away in his head, should their paths cross again, but even if he did not… Ibakha is hard to forget.
He took no offense at the way she had wandered out of his life; he was a pilgrim himself, and he understood the need to keep moving. To have her suddenly reappear now is a surprise – a pleasant one, if the sight of the blood spattered across her cargo was not at least somewhat worrying. Ah, he can address that later. ]
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He took no offense at the way she had wandered out of his life; he was a pilgrim himself, and he understood the need to keep moving. To have her suddenly reappear now is a surprise – a pleasant one, if the sight of the blood spattered across her cargo was not at least somewhat worrying. Ah, he can address that later. ]
That it has, my dear. ‘Tis good to see you well.