[She closes the book and looks up. Because she knows his voice; thinks she knows his voice. But she doesn’t know how likely it would be, for someone from the Inquisition to be here, too, and she doesn’t want to hope. Only she looks up and it’s him; and there’s the look of recognition he was searching for on her face, the moment lilac eyes settle on his face.
There’s relief there, too.
Because ending up in a world not her own might not be the strangest thing she’s gone through; the strange and unusual has become a regular occurrence for her, at this point. But to not be there alone? To have someone there, someone she knows? Is more of a relief than she had expected.]
Well that’s frustrating. Not sure I like feeling so... useless.
[She sets the book aside, because it suddenly doesn’t matter for the time being. It’s telling her nothing that will aid her in escaping Wonderland, and she has other things that deserve her attention at the moment.]
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[She closes the book and looks up. Because she knows his voice; thinks she knows his voice. But she doesn’t know how likely it would be, for someone from the Inquisition to be here, too, and she doesn’t want to hope. Only she looks up and it’s him; and there’s the look of recognition he was searching for on her face, the moment lilac eyes settle on his face.
There’s relief there, too.
Because ending up in a world not her own might not be the strangest thing she’s gone through; the strange and unusual has become a regular occurrence for her, at this point. But to not be there alone? To have someone there, someone she knows? Is more of a relief than she had expected.]
Well that’s frustrating. Not sure I like feeling so... useless.
[She sets the book aside, because it suddenly doesn’t matter for the time being. It’s telling her nothing that will aid her in escaping Wonderland, and she has other things that deserve her attention at the moment.]
Hello, Commander.