[One of her scouts just reported to tell her the next interviewee is waiting in the interrogation room. Which is odd, since she hadn't sent for anyone new at this time. If questioned about it, the scout will begin to falter, grasping vaguely to describe anything at all about the person. This alone may be enough for Leliana to guess at his identity.
He'll be there when she arrives. Sitting cross-legged, not on the chair, but on the table. A spider — a small, mundane spider — is skittering across the fingers of one of his hands. Cole turns his hand over, then over again, to accommodate it.]
Returned to his place among the Grey. No longer hidden, but unhurt. That's good.
what hiatus
He'll be there when she arrives. Sitting cross-legged, not on the chair, but on the table. A spider — a small, mundane spider — is skittering across the fingers of one of his hands. Cole turns his hand over, then over again, to accommodate it.]
Returned to his place among the Grey. No longer hidden, but unhurt. That's good.