His silhouette against the street lamps is striking, would be striking for anyone, Beleth thinks--not just for someone who had been haunted by that figure, barely visible and always out of reach. Until he was within reach again. But then--
She hadn't been sure if he had come, as well. Or if this had been some elaborate plot... Should she feel guilty for the suspicion? Well, it hardly mattered now.
The tickling sensation of nerves ran up her spine, unwanted but unavoidable. No--she'd chased him across all of Thedas, caught her quarry, only to lose him right at the moment of reunion. And here he was, again. She straightens, and steps heavier, lets him hear her approach. Waits until either he turns, or she rests a dozen or so feet away, waiting in turn. Then, she speaks a single word. She'll know, then, what has happened. What the situation is. If she's back on the chase.
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She hadn't been sure if he had come, as well. Or if this had been some elaborate plot... Should she feel guilty for the suspicion? Well, it hardly mattered now.
The tickling sensation of nerves ran up her spine, unwanted but unavoidable. No--she'd chased him across all of Thedas, caught her quarry, only to lose him right at the moment of reunion. And here he was, again. She straightens, and steps heavier, lets him hear her approach. Waits until either he turns, or she rests a dozen or so feet away, waiting in turn. Then, she speaks a single word. She'll know, then, what has happened. What the situation is. If she's back on the chase.
"...Vhenan?"