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[northerndragon]

I’ll be at your door in an hour, then, unless you want to meet me at Red Wings. I don’t think either of us should go down to the gate alone. Not after everything that’s happened.

Do you want me to carry some of your things in this case?

[Courtesy! The case is much larger than a saddlebag, and if it was a saddlebag, he would still offer.]

I promised the man who gave me the sword that I would never lose it. I can’t leave it behind while I’m in another city. Not now.

[dragonwarder]

I will meet you at Red Wings.
I have a stop to make a long the way.

[Which is a polite decline on the carrying things front. But maybe they can talk about that once they're gone from the city.]

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[northerndragon]

[He doesn’t ask her where she’s stopping. He wants to know, but it isn’t his business — not really. She will tell him if she wishes.

When she arrives at Red Wings, he’s standing outside of it, leaning against the wall with a guitar case propped up next to him. No one else is around. His smile is slight but genuine, and he lifts his hand in a little wave.]

All ready?

It’s strange to set out on a journey at this time of day.

[Not, he means, at the earliest light, though it still won’t be too late when they reach their destination.]