[ When Eustace finds her in the halls of the Citadel, Gray looks quite a bit better than the last time he saw her. She's adjusted easily to the fashion of Achamoth, swathing herself in layers of grayscale with a large hood to match. Her pace as she makes her way through the hall is slow, bordering on aimless, her gaze low as she avoids the eyes of the servants attentively studding the way. But when she notices Eustace, her hood tips up, eyes lighting with recognition.
Though it's only been a few days, it feels like she's fully started a new life since she last saw the big-eared sir. She wouldn't have been surprised to never see him again -- though that would have been silly too, with how Aions are expected to work together. When he stops in front of her, she dips a small, hasty bow. ]
The effects of the potion have already passed. Thank you...
[ Her emotional feelings are a whole other matter, but she doubts he wants to hear about that. ]
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Date: 2022-05-03 07:44 pm (UTC)Though it's only been a few days, it feels like she's fully started a new life since she last saw the big-eared sir. She wouldn't have been surprised to never see him again -- though that would have been silly too, with how Aions are expected to work together. When he stops in front of her, she dips a small, hasty bow. ]
The effects of the potion have already passed. Thank you...
[ Her emotional feelings are a whole other matter, but she doubts he wants to hear about that. ]
Um, how did things go after I left?
[ How went the Aion-hunting... ]