Khamu'wo oft finds himself a little too thin and too tired than what one should be, but ever is he concerned with those around him than himself. This proves true when he notices the Seeker come in, placing the book down on his desk. Green eyes look over the other Miqo'te, and he wonders how much he might be straining himself—before he realizes exactly who is before him.
A few turns it's been since they might have ran into each other proper, what with Felih going off to become the adventurer legend he is, while Khamu'wo has run himself ragged between his two jobs.
"Felih, if I am not mistaken?" He asks coolly, keeping his eyes on him. The question did not go unheard, but at the moment, there are far more pressing matters.
"Pray, when last did you eat—or sleep? You look far too thin and tired to be worrying yourself over such matters."
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A few turns it's been since they might have ran into each other proper, what with Felih going off to become the adventurer legend he is, while Khamu'wo has run himself ragged between his two jobs.
"Felih, if I am not mistaken?" He asks coolly, keeping his eyes on him. The question did not go unheard, but at the moment, there are far more pressing matters.
"Pray, when last did you eat—or sleep? You look far too thin and tired to be worrying yourself over such matters."