With recent events, he's been in the Alienage more often. Often or not, Beleth stands out from the crowd with her vallalsin and her mere presence-- he knows her face like he knows the face of anyone dear to him, and crosses over to her, dressed in a simple tunic and pants with his hair braided out of his face.

"Beleth," he greets her, and steps into the space at her right, easy clipped paces keeping him in stride with her steps. "It has been far too long. I fear I cannot command your attention as easily as I once did."