He narrows his eyes as she immediately brandishes her weapon. Quite different from when they first met, but this time he has the jump on her, so it makes sense. He draws his own dagger, but holds it at his side.
He waits for a few long moments, thinking. Does he really want to look behind this curtain?
... Yes.
He clears his throat, intentionally but subtly drawing her attention to him. He steps forward, enough to be visible, but still in the treeline.
"If you weren't always singing, it might be harder to ambush you."
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Date: 2025-10-27 03:26 am (UTC)From:He waits for a few long moments, thinking. Does he really want to look behind this curtain?
... Yes.
He clears his throat, intentionally but subtly drawing her attention to him. He steps forward, enough to be visible, but still in the treeline.
"If you weren't always singing, it might be harder to ambush you."