There are two survivors before them now, and this one the Fool surmises must be Al'amar, of Devin's dreams. He looks between the two haggard women, his brows drawn together into a frown of unhappiness and dismay for them, and then to Devin as though some part of him hopes that his friend will have seen some piece of the puzzle that the Fool has overlooked.
He takes a breath and turns his eyes to the pair again. "I am so sorry," he tells them softly. He reaches out to Eitria as though he might touch her arm, before thinking better of it.
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There are two survivors before them now, and this one the Fool surmises must be Al'amar, of Devin's dreams. He looks between the two haggard women, his brows drawn together into a frown of unhappiness and dismay for them, and then to Devin as though some part of him hopes that his friend will have seen some piece of the puzzle that the Fool has overlooked.
He takes a breath and turns his eyes to the pair again. "I am so sorry," he tells them softly. He reaches out to Eitria as though he might touch her arm, before thinking better of it.