[ With a deep inclination of his head, not without self-consciousness as to the archaic quality of the gesture, Brandon withdraws from the kitchen politely. His presence, especially in comparison the rest of the House and its usual occupants, doesn't carry much weight or darkness with it. No strong scent of anything. He came to the House unarmed and vulnerable, carrying only gifts and tools. That was the proper way to greet Haran and, he is now sure, Qetzi'ah.
But to meet the hyenas, and perhaps also Tavor, as she hinted, that must change. So he has the rest of the hours of the night to construct what he needs to best survive the coming morning. ]
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But to meet the hyenas, and perhaps also Tavor, as she hinted, that must change. So he has the rest of the hours of the night to construct what he needs to best survive the coming morning. ]