She repeats it as she looks at him. This is not a face she would have ever seen. A voice she never will. Nari wonders what he might have sounded like. At the very least, there's one more person walking the Gallows who would be able to put face to name and remember Karl Thekla.
"'Hello', maybe," The corner of her mouth tugs up a bit in a small half-smile. "...What happened?" She asks carefully, and then almost immediately it feels wrong. That's the wrong question. So she shakes her head quickly and replaces it with the question that she would want someone to ask, were it Sina sitting there paging through a book and someone else coming to join her. "No. What was he like?"
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She repeats it as she looks at him. This is not a face she would have ever seen. A voice she never will. Nari wonders what he might have sounded like. At the very least, there's one more person walking the Gallows who would be able to put face to name and remember Karl Thekla.
"'Hello', maybe," The corner of her mouth tugs up a bit in a small half-smile. "...What happened?" She asks carefully, and then almost immediately it feels wrong. That's the wrong question. So she shakes her head quickly and replaces it with the question that she would want someone to ask, were it Sina sitting there paging through a book and someone else coming to join her. "No. What was he like?"