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[cozen]

Yeah. And if it comes looking for you along the road—

[ Behind him are the ambient noises—flopping leather, quiet thuds—of someone packing to leave. ]

[bouchonne]

Mm. [ A nod. ] We'll take a path through the trees, then. So we can't be seen from above.

[cozen]

[ A pause, and then when he resumes, the edge of panic—undisguised, for Byerly—has receded. That makes him feel calmer, if not exactly better. ]

Alright. Alright.

[bouchonne]

Yeah?

[ Checking in. ]

[cozen]

Yeah.

[ He's still packing. And he wasn't doing it carelessly before, so much as with clipped efficiency, but now he's easier with it. Fewer noises. ]

If they are hunting us specifically like this, and we are worth bringing the dragon out—we are going to have to be more careful. I suppose that is something for you and the others to talk about when you are back.

Are you close enough to be back before nightfall?

[bouchonne]

Mm.

[ A brief pause and a muffled conversation as he lowers the crystal to confer with someone. Then, a little louder as he responds to Bastien: ]

Not quite. We'll get to Kirkwall a little after sundown. Then the time to get back to the Gallows.