[ Connor is always so pristine, hair and everything just so. To see him looking a bit rough around the edges would usually be cause for amusement, and mayhap Arenvald will tease him about it later, but right now he is dealing with the very real fact that his friend nearly died. Possibly for good this time.
That thought strikes him like one of the lightning bolts still flashing in the distance, and he slings an arm around Connor’s shoulders, tugging him into a one-armed hug. ]
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That thought strikes him like one of the lightning bolts still flashing in the distance, and he slings an arm around Connor’s shoulders, tugging him into a one-armed hug. ]
I’m… I’m really glad you’re okay.