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She suddenly drops her jokingly hostile expression and attitude and looks with surprise at all the people cheering out.
”What the bloody christ...?”
Oh – looks like he did come then. Huh.
The people clear out of the way, she looks towards the bar” and notices the Guildmaster, she sighs and rolls her eyes, “Of course, making his entry like some kind of dramatic cheesy cherry-queen at a prom.“
She signals towards him, hoping he said, she gives a small wave.
“If you'll excuse me... “she notes to Cas. She then stands up and walks up to him with her fruit drink, leaving behind the empty glass. She nods slightly, retaining politeness, “Afternoon, Guildmaster Nodtviet... “ she says as she warmly smiles. It's also noticable that her skin is pale, and her face enervated of any energy left within her.
I hope he doesn't note what happened with the Nomad outside the Freeport. Crap.
