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           ❛ …severa ? what are you doing, at 
              this hour ? you told owain and i that 
              you were going to bed ! it’s supposed 
              to be a big day tomorrow…
 

           he yawned, covering his mouth. in front of him on the makeshift table was a piece of paper he had been reading over and over for the last hour, accompanied with a smaller piece of paper with notes scribbled on it. a quill laid nearby, along with a small container filled with ink.

          …anyways, what do you need ? if you 
             came over here at this hour, i would 
             think you need something.  

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           A yawn as a response as Severa stumbled towards Inigo’s little table,
     rubbing at one eye with a fist. She seemed shaken, not even bothering to 
     put her hair up before approaching him. Nervousness had certainly
     overtaken the mercenary as a hand went to cover her stomach.

                        ❝ I just… 
                               Gods Inigo… I….
                                I’m nervous. I tried sleeping!
                                I-I really did but I just… can’t
                                fall asleep.

           Tired crimson hues met his before diverting away as Severa hugged
      herself, letting out a sigh as her gaze went to the ground.

                        ❝ I can’t stop thinking about everyone.
                                 A-All the people we’re… you know…
                                 leaving behind. 

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