[ He follows a polite distance behind Emilia, moves forward to offer her an arm once she seems to falter. He doesn't mind, Emilia is someone he trusts. They understand each other.
His voice drops just as quiet: ]
You did well. I'm sure some will have questions among our own, but that can be handled.
[ Haiva living would not, in his opinion, have helped matters. The hallway they are turning through eventually quietens to emptiness, and Wrathion spares a glance around before letting glittering, gold-flecked smoke swallow his form. It dissipates, and his usual visage regards her thoughtfully. ]
What do you require?
[ Rest? Water? Food? Just a moment of privacy? To pack up quickly and leave? He can offer assistance in any of the above, even if it's just standing outside a room to turn away people. ]
no subject
His voice drops just as quiet: ]
You did well. I'm sure some will have questions among our own, but that can be handled.
[ Haiva living would not, in his opinion, have helped matters. The hallway they are turning through eventually quietens to emptiness, and Wrathion spares a glance around before letting glittering, gold-flecked smoke swallow his form. It dissipates, and his usual visage regards her thoughtfully. ]
What do you require?
[ Rest? Water? Food? Just a moment of privacy? To pack up quickly and leave? He can offer assistance in any of the above, even if it's just standing outside a room to turn away people. ]