Gods, the Waking Sands is always so... terribly quiet, now. Empty.
"I don't know how you can stand staying here," Felih says quietly.
He settles down and sits on one of the high stacks of crates still amid the library in the Waking Sands, quiet for a moment as he watches Urianger study, but then he sighs, tail twitching before it curls around his hip.
"Anyways... Got some time?" he asks after a moment, sounding unusually hesitant and uneasy. "There's something I've been meaning to ask you, in light of things."
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"I don't know how you can stand staying here," Felih says quietly.
He settles down and sits on one of the high stacks of crates still amid the library in the Waking Sands, quiet for a moment as he watches Urianger study, but then he sighs, tail twitching before it curls around his hip.
"Anyways... Got some time?" he asks after a moment, sounding unusually hesitant and uneasy. "There's something I've been meaning to ask you, in light of things."