[ She smiles, and his gaze lingers upon her expression, carrying with it not only his usual seriousness, but a soft sort of complexity. Perhaps this is how he appears when he's thoughtful. He appears, for all but a few moments, less of whatever stoic role he had in his homeworld, and more of an ordinary man.
But then he takes a step away, collecting the potions into the satchel. He replies: ]
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But then he takes a step away, collecting the potions into the satchel. He replies: ]
May Their mercy ever be yours.