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[rowancrowned]

[ he exhales, shakes his head so slightly that it is as if he supposes beleth could see such a thing, even when half the city away. his fingers brush at the curve of her hip before she can get out of his reach, and he retreats to the far corner of the room, as much distance as he can manage between them for beleth's sake.

he has made things more difficult for himself, he knows this, but he must account for the soul at the center of his plans. ]

Beleth, [ gently. ] I am here.

[arlathvhen]

[ She's not sure how to feel, exactly. It's a lot to process--and she's not sure which part of it is the hardest. It would be best, she thinks, to give it more time before offering any official opinion. ]

Would it be too much trouble to ask you if we could continue discussing this the next time you're in the Gallows? You could come over to my room for lunch.

[ Better to meet him in person, anyway. Both to face him, and to ensure that she doesn't have any surprise participants in the conversation, again. ]

[rowancrowned]

Not at all, [ smoothly. ] Tomorrow? I will return this evening but there are things I would like to have in order before the morning.